SET UP: Shiloh has been kidnapped by Ron White.
“I hate cats. They’re arrogant, but with the proper motivation, they can be taught.” Ron picked up the power cord leading to her cage letting her see the toggle switch clearly marked “on” and “off” .
Uh-oh, that can’t be good, Shiloh thought. And it wasn’t.
When he pressed the on button, electricity arced through the cage and raced through her body. The chains around her legs sent off sparks wherever they touched the cage. Shiloh stiffened then fell onto the metal grating. Sparks flew and the smell of burning fur filled the air. The pain was almost unbearable, her lungs contracted, starving her for air, but just when she thought she was going to black out, he clicked the power off.
“This,” Ron looked at the box in his hand. “Is proper motivation. Lesson one is: I can do that anytime I want, for as long as I want. So how about you, be nice?”
I shoulda taken your arm off when I had the chance! Shiloh lay on her side gasping. It’ll be pretty hard to work that thing when you’re spraying blood like a garden hose. How’s that for nice?