C182 In the Mental Hospital

Before Priscilla could finish her sentence, he dragged her into the car.

Before the knife could be drawn out, he threw her into the backseat.

"What are you guys doing? Save me!" Priscilla struggled in the backseat.

"Miss Latimer, stop screaming. We were ordered to do this. You used to be so nice to us. If you cooperate with us today, we won't make things difficult for you