He stands and talks to all the captive women lined up in front of him about the construction of his villa

"Put your hands up."

He spoke in a deep voice and blew out cigarette smoke. In the midst of the cold weather during snowfall He noticed a young woman who refused to raise her hand. So he walked towards her. She shivered from the cold and smoke came from her breath. He exhaled smoke and narrowed his eyes at her.

"What's your name?"