#Chapter 62: A life for a life

Olivia’s POV I don’t know how long I had been unconscious, but when I came to the zooming lights that passed overhead gave me indication that I had been in this area before. I saw several houses I had passed during times that Reese and I walked together. I even recognized a restaurant or two that I would go to when I was picking Herold up some food. How many meals had I cooked for Harold here, only to have them turn at my face? Herold? Then it sunk in; the events of a few hours ago flashed in my mind. Herold had kidnapped me. He was the one that messaged me for attention before I left the hospital. He cornered me by the car, but I was unsure how he knocked me out. As I made an attempt to unlock the door, I noticed I was having trouble holding up my wrist. I glanced down at my hands to see that not only were they handcuffed, but someone also handcuffed them to the steering wheel. At least he gave me the courtesy and left my legs and feet unbound. Part of me wanted to pretend to