Josh dropped me off at the warehouse and I heard a lot f bustle inside. The area was apparently used for making paper but there were rumors of other products being illegally sold. I had my boyfriend drop me off so I could sake the managers some questions to put down the childish rumors for the school newspaper. At the time I was a junior in high school. I was wearing a form fitting white v-neck t shirt, a grey skirt that went down to my mid-thigh, and brown Uggs. My brown hair was up in a French braid.
I went to the front office and waited for the manager to come out.
"Hi Mr. Nelson. My name is Loren." I shook his hand. He didn't look very happy.
"I'm quite busy at the moment miss Taylor. I'll have you talk to my assistant Craig." Craig walked into the room and shook my hand.
"Right this way miss." He took me on a quick tour of the warehouse. I noticed him looking at my legs and my breast quite a few times but I ignored it.
"Will that be all for today?" He asked.
"Actually I had some questions for my local school paper."
"I'm sorry miss we don't take questions. I'll have to ask you to leave now." It was weird. His defensive barriers shot up as he shot down my request to ask questions.
He grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me to the main office.
"Have a good day Miss Taylor." And with that he left. When he was out of sight I snuck back in and began to look around. I grabbed a clip board and looked at all the rooms. I saw one room which had no name so I decided to start there. I found the room but the doors were locked. I found a window and pulled a stool over and looked inside. There were people around a conveyor belt and large machine. It appeared to be printing out money. I was in way over my head. I turned to leave but something crashed over my head leaving me unconscious.
Hours later I woke up to the sound of the door opening. My wrists and elbows were tied behind a large pole and I was sitting on the floor, my legs out in front of me tied at the ankles and knees. My vision was blurry but I saw Craig walk in. I tried to scream for help but al that came out were muffled moans. Before I fully woke up he untied my elbows and wrists then pulled me so I was lying face down on the cold concrete floor and quickly re tied my wrists and elbows. He lifted me onto his shoulder and I noticed a few drops of blood fall to the floor below me from my aching head. I didn't know what time it was but it was dark out. Probably past midnight if I had to guess. He carried me to the parking lot and into the trunk of his car after setting me inside he slammed it shut and Iw as in total darkness.