343 HORRIBLY BEATEN

Isabella watched as Luke accused the man he was with, coughing in between his talk from her hiding place. Her eyes clenched in pain, wishing she could save him, the musty scent of the old house filling her nostrils, making her want to gag. Isabella swallowed down the bile that was rising in her throat. Slowly, she began to crawl out of her hiding place, trying to be as quiet as possible, putting her phone into her pocket. “Luke!” She exclaimed slowly, trying not to attract the attention of those standing guard outside the door. “Isa? What are you doing here?” Luke asked, shocked and surprised to see Isabella there. He wondered how she got there and how long she had been there without anyone knowing. Isabella walked round him, her eyes tearing up as she took in his body state, an injury. “I’m fine, Isa. How did you get here? How did you find me? What are you doing here? Get away from here before Antonio gets back,” Luke rushed, panicking at the thought of Antonio seeing I