I sit up in my squeaky, metal bed as soon as my sister’s voice fills the deadly silence. “Sebastian,” Luciella sobs, her voice muffled, the sound of a car engine humming around her. “I… Oh God. I… I was only there because I got your text, and then – and then – and then…” She cries out and starts hyperventilating. It causes me to stand up, rage injecting strength into me once more. “I’m so scared. They… they locked me in a trunk.”
