Chp 8 - Actually, Don't

“Keep driving, trash!” Seth shouted as he pressed the knife tightly to Adam’s neck when he tried to move his neck. The movement made the knife cut Adam’s neck a little and a trickle of blood slid into his collar.

“You dared to lay your filthy hands on me, bastard. Once we get to those bodyguards, I will make sure they beat you up for daring to be rude to your betters”

True enough, two burly, solidly built bodyguards were waiting in front of the eight-seater jet. They looked in the direction of the car and moved forward. Sybil smiled in satisfaction when she heard what Seth said, and the other teenagers laughed too, thinking that they'd got Adam right where they wanted him.

At their mercy.

Sybil pulled out her phone and dialled a number. Adam saw one of the guards pick up the call. Though they were still a bit far from where the guards stood, close to the jet away from the main road, they could see them clearly.

“Hey you. I have an idiot here for the both of you to deal with,” she sai
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