The man who confiscated Miko's walkie-talkie suddenly grabbed her by the arm after the last transmission.
"Let go of me!" Miko shouted, thrashing against his grip.
"Miko! Don't touch her!" Suzune screamed, her voice cracking with desperation. But the men surrounding them only sneered, moving in closer. One grabbed Ichika, another twisted Suzune's wrist until she gasped in pain.
"You girls are coming with us," the first man said with a grin, dragging them down the corridor toward the suites.
Suzune kicked against the carpet, but the man only yanked her arm higher behind her back. "Ouch!"
He leaned down, his breath sour against her ear. "You've got low pain tolerance. That's good. You'll be moaning for me soon enough."
Her eyes widened. "What… what are you saying?"
