I struggled and I pulled, grunting as audibly as I could so someone could hear my struggles and come to my aid, eventually. His arm pressed against my lower back as I raised with such force I found it rather hard to breathe suddenly.
With a metal trashcan right beneath us, I couldn't help but think, anything I could attempt now, might result in a concussion if he should let me go abruptly.
I risked it regardless, aiming perfectly at his groin as I shoved my heel right into it. He dropped me instantly but luckily I wasn't hurt, his wailing gave me enough time to run right out of that hallway for my dear life.
Could that have been Yavol? Would he really send someone to come over and murder me from jail?
I rushed out of there, gasping for bare air as I rested against a wall after dashing
