Lizzie had slowly come to her senses.
The last thing she remembered was being in her living room, trying to get George, and then an electric and numbing sensation going through her body. And then a total blank.
She did not know what that had happened, but suddenly remembered that she had gotten a stun gun from her father, and she had left it in her apartment. George must have used it on her.
Her head was throbbing and it hurt. She touched the back of her head and felt a bump. She moaned and lifted her head and dizziness invaded her.
"Shit," she heard George said.
She tried to get away from him but she was weak.
"I'm sorry, Lizzie," he apologized and she felt that electric sensation again.
The next time she woke up, she was in a bathroom that was definitely not hers. More than that, she was in a bathtub and her hands were tied to the faucet.
She wanted to scream but the piece of fabric around her mouth stopped the sound. She moved her arms and body trying to get free, but she was not successful. Her feet were free so she started to kick the walls, hoping that someone would hear her.
She started to cry, wondering what George was going to do with her. She had no idea how he had managed to take her to that place, but hoped that someone had noticed.
Lizzie cried hard, finding herself alone, in an unknown place.
Lizzie was getting tired and sore for pulling the ties and hitting the mosaics in the wall. She thought of William, and wondered if George had also asked money for her. Ashamed, she hoped George had done that because that would mean that William would go get her.
She was thinking of him when she heard several noises outside the door. And then her name.
Even though she knew he could not hear her, she called his name and kicked on the bathtub and the wall again.
The door opened.
"Lizzie."
William did not waste any time and removed the fabric from her mouth.
"Are you okay?," he asked, knowing it was a stupid thing to ask.
"Yes," she answered, her voice hoarse.
William tried to free her from her ties and pulled them. However, the hold on her was strong, and she grimaced by his actions. He noticed that and stepped back immediately, allowing the police to their job.
He watched from afar as Lizzie was finally free and one policewoman helped her to stand up and walked with her to the door. She had asked Lizzie some questions, but she did not hear them.
Her head was still hurting, but most importantly, William had not looked at her after his failed attempt to release her.