Ylva’s hug was a pleasant surprise, but before Motto could reciprocate, she let go.
“Huh? Oh the dudes up there? Yeah. There were a few of ‘em. Even tried to taze me again, but I took care of it.”
Shaking his head, the Hunter gave the other a thumbs up. “They won’t be a problem now. I even made it so these ladies don’t have to see ‘em on their way out.”
Sure enough, a pile of groaning human traffickers lay tied up in one of the large empty vats. Motto had been tempted to give them a taste of their own little stun guns, but decided against it.
He listened to her plan about the elevator, and glanced around uneasily. Motto was pretty sure the women wouldn’t want to be stuck with him, but there was no avoiding it. Nodding a little, he turned and re-entered the waiting lift. A few of the women followed, while others needed coaxing. Once inside, Motto pressed the button and sighed.
“Almost over ladies. Soon you’ll be in a safe place and …yeah. It’s gonna be ok.”
“Why did you hit her?”
Motto turned to look at a very tall woman, who looked more confused than accusatory.
“The one you call Ylva. You struck her down before freeing us.”
Motto couldn’t believe what he was hearing but all of their faces confirmed it. He even remembered finding Ylva on the floor…
“I…I don’t remember doing it..”
He argued weakly. “You..saw me do it?”
The elevator came to a stop and he led them to a corner by the facility entrance. The number of women left down in the lower level could easily ride up with Ylva in one last group. He wished he had made a better plan with Ylva about whether or not he was supposed to come back down. He’d just stick with the group he was with and make sure they were safe.