Confrontation.

"Ah, I'm sorry that I didn't come to greet you myself." Mr. Arzini started. "I had something to-"

Sarah slapped him hard across the face. She didn't even wait for him to finish the sentence. Her face flashed with rage.

"You're a monster." She hissed. "What, you thought you could bring me here and show me the depraved shit that you do here? Did you think I'd smile and nod politely? You're a monster. A depraved lunatic."

One of the muscular women started to approach, but Mr. Arzini waved her off. He was still rubbing his cheek. With a red hand print already forming, that had to have hurt. But, Sarah's host just chuckled to himself.

"You're not the first woman to slap me, you know? You probably won't be the last either. Come and sit down. We have business to discuss." He started back for his chair.

"Fuck you. Why would you think I have anything to discuss with you?" She said.

It was hard not to notice that discussion was not happening in a vacuum. The women, Arzini's captives, were all around them watching. How would they react to this? But, from the moment her hand struck him, anyone close had their eyes trained in the direction of the altercation. Sarah was left feeling...surrounded.

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