When Faye Vaughn woke up, she found herself in a beat-up van.
Her hands and feet were bound, and her mouth was covered with tape.
She had no idea what was going on.
The best course of action was to pretend she was still unconscious.
Faye Vaughn didn't move, remaining quietly curled up.
She heard the driver and the man in the front passenger seat talking—
"Kai, we've hit the jackpot this time. This girl is as gorgeous as any of those movie stars."
"This is why you need me. You guys always grab those hookers, riddled with issues, and can't fetch a good price."
"You're the man, Kai. You go out once and land a big fish. This girl will sell for at least two hundred thousand!"
Faye Vaughn listened without a change in expression, trying to piece together what had happened.
She had been sleeping in the local house, and now she had woken up in this van.
