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'I have absolutely no use for you.' Madame Fletcher stepped back. 'But maybe you can at least bring up some money on the market.'

'No you have to let me go. Fletcher, I beg of you.' He needed to find his phone. But he had been stripped to the milking machine completely naked. 'Please, where is my phone?'

The woman slapped him. 'This is the last time I warn you. Men don't talk!'

She held up his chin to look Josh in the eye again, and picked up an injection needle from the table behind her.

Before he knew what was happening. The world went all blurry and Josh lost conciousness.