She's My Sleeping Pill

The helper who welcomed them last time was now shaking like a leaf in front of them. The driver looked pale in fright as well upon seeing the guns that Stefan's men didn't bother to hide.

"This is illegal!" The driver complained angrily as they all moved to the living room of the house. "How dare you all - " he swallowed his words back when one of the men pointed his gun at him.

"Bring your madam here!" commanded the man who led the group.

"Gather everyone here as well. If any of you dare to call the police, none of you will be able to see the daylight tomorrow," added another man that scared the hell out of the servants. No one dared to make a move. Their lives were far more important than the people they were serving.

The helper gathered everyone into the living room while someone called for the madam who was resting in her room. Gardener, cook, house cleaner – just everyone who served the Quijano family was called to stay in one place. When their employer came down, she trembled in fear.

"Who are you, people? What do you want from us?" she asked without taking another step forward. She didn't want to get closer to them.

Stefan's man 1: "Are you Angel Lazarette Quijano?"

"Yes, I am. What do you need from me?" Instead of answering her, the leader signaled one of his men to take the woman. "Wait! What are you doing? Let go of me! Stop it!" she wriggled with all her might to get away from the man but her feeble strength was nothing compared to the bulky man who pinned her down to an armchair.

Her butt hurt a lot when it hit the chair. They even removed the cushion to give her a hard time. Tears were already hanging on her lashes but no one paid attention to her. The helpers were too afraid to help her which might anger the intruders of the house.

Stefan's Man 2: "Now, where's your husband?"

"I don't know! I'm not gonna tell you anything!"

Stefan's man 2: "Really?" He questioned with a scrutinizing gaze that seemed to penetrate the woman's soul. "I suggest you think about it twice little girl. If I get mad, I might just kill you, and it would be your loss. I mean, I don't care if I go to jail for killing you and there's even a chance that I won't be imprisoned."

"Justice will always favor the innocents!"

Stefan's men laughed at her words as if she said something foolish. The helpers were even more confused because of their behavior. What Angel said wasn't wrong, but the innocent people she pertained to were surely not herself.

Stefan's man 3: "If any of you can tell us where Derrick Quijano is, we will let you go and we will even look for another person whom you can work for. However, if you tell us a lie, you will lose your life."

No one said anything. Of course, they wouldn't just randomly say a word that could end their life in a matter of seconds. They don't even have any idea where their boss went to.

"Why exactly are you looking for him?" Angel asked after some time when she realized the seriousness of the situation. She knew her husband. He didn't have any vices that could warrant him having these fearless enemies. He didn't even know how to gamble. In fact, he was too good to be true that she found him boring.

Stefan's men shifted their attention to her when they heard her question. The leader of their group squinted his eyes while studying her expression. "You don't seem afraid that we're looking for him. Are you expecting us to kill him?"

The servants instantly looked at their madam as if she had grown a horn on her head. Although she was hoping it was the case, she couldn't really expose herself in front of the servants right now. "Don't put words in my mouth. I don't want anything bad to happen to my husband."

Leader: "Well, that might not be the case if you continue to dilly-dally. You just have to tell us where your husband is and confess to your crime."

"I didn't commit a crime!"

Leader: "Are you sure? I'll show you something and I want you to tell me if I showed something right or wrong. If you lie, my knife will be slicing you like a cake."

The man pulled a document from the envelope he was holding and read the content to her. "September 3, 20xx. N Department of Health and Human Services. I, Angel Lazarette Quijano, voluntarily authorized Dr. X to perform an induced abortion. I understand that I am - "

"Stop! Stop it!" Angel screamed angrily while the helpers looked at her with horrified expressions. They didn't know about this pregnancy of hers. "How dare you? How dare you!"

Leader: "Why don't I dare? Now, please tell me whether I showed something real or falsified information."

"It's fake! I would never get an abortion! I wasn't pregnant!"

"Enk! Enk! Wrong answer," said the leader as he crossed his arms to make an X mark. "It was your first abortion. Look at this," he stated and even moved closer to her to show the documents that she signed. "Isn't this your signature?

I have it verified before coming here."

The woman wanted to refute his words, but before she could say something, the leader was very quick to slice her thigh and cover her mouth with a cleaning rag that he found somewhere when she screamed. She gagged from the stinky rag and screamed at the top of her lungs even when it was futile.

Blood was now dripping on the floor from her thigh and it caused the helpers to cuddle together in fear.

"Let's proceed. Next!"