When Kate saw Richard’s face on the screen, her rage boiled inside her, making her scream.

—You fucking bastard! Where is Bastien?! —Kate shouted desperately while Richard gestured for her to be quiet.

—Shh, dear Katie. No one must know we're talking, or your beloved Bastien will suffer the consequences.

Kate stood up and locked the door.

—What did you do to him?

Kate’s body trembled at the thought that her Bastien might be dead.

—Oh, nothing, love. Just a bit of affection.

Richard’s eyes were full of hatred and evil. He turned the camera, and there was Bastien — tied to a chair, beaten, blood everywhere.

—NO!! You fucking bastard! What did you do to him?! Bastien! Bastien! Please, hold on!

Bastien looked up. He was exhausted. It was clear they’d been hitting him for a long time.

—Kate… don’t do what they ask… don’t give them what they want…

—SHUT UP!!

A hard blow to his face made him bleed even more. Richard turned the camera again as he fixed his hair.

—Well, love, you’ve seen your