Todd pulled out the slip reading "African-American".
The girl in question had a chocolate skin tone with long blonde braids and deep blue eyes.
"Aw hell naw, I'm not fucking him!" she yelled as she got a good look at Colin.
Todd drew a gleaming dagger and pinned it against her neck.
"Nuh-uh-uhhhhhhh! We wouldn't want to pass up on living, now would we?" Todd asked with a sinister yet friendly smile, quicky cutting her cheek and watching the red fluid drip down.
Colin watched helplessly as he and this girl were drug and strapped into a pair of chairs.
"Laquisha's not gonna crack, pretty boy!" the black girl yelled.
"Speaking in the third person are we?" Todd asked.
"Do I get a say in this?" Colin asked.
Todd turned with a big grin and asked, "What do you think?"
Colin fell silent as Todd turned around.
Right then Colin realized his leg wasn't fully strapped down.
'Now's my chance!' Colin thought to himself as he wiggled his leg.
With a few sharp tugs and a hefty pull, Colin.....