Chapter138: The Price of Courage

Mayara walked down the street, trying to organize her thoughts amid the turmoil her life had become. Her steps were hurried, but what made her quicken her pace was the feeling of being watched. A chill ran down her spine as her eyes caught the reflection of a metallic black car following her at a disconcerting distance. Her heart began to race. -Santiago,- she thought immediately. Her sense of danger, which had always been sharp, screamed that car belonged to him. Without thinking twice, Mayara started to run, the sound of her own footsteps echoing in the empty streets. She turned the corner, trying to shake the car off, but her fear only increased when she realized the vehicle continued to follow her closely. Her mind worked frantically, searching for an escape route. When she spotted a narrow, dimly lit street, she thought she might be able to escape through there. But as she rounded the corner and entered the alley, she realized too late that she had made a mistake. Two men, Santiag