#Chapter 113: Alone & Helpless

Moana When the three hooded men came and ripped me out of the car, the only thing on my mind was Ella’s safety. Even as they zip-tied my wrists, put a sack over my head and shoved me into a van then sped off with me as their hostage, I only thought about Ella. If anything happened to her, I would never forgive myself. The men were speaking to each other in hushed tones, which I could hardly hear over the sound of the car speeding and my own heavy heartbeat. “Where are you taking me?!” I shouted, struggling against the zip ties around my wrists. “Shut up.” One of the men smacked the side of my head through the sack, causing me to see a flash of light and leaving my head reeling. It wasn’t hard enough to leave any lasting damage, but it still hurt. It scared me and made me whimper out of fear, but even then, I kept prodding for answers. “You’d better not hurt that little girl,” I snarled. “Her father will kill you.” One of the men groaned. I couldn’t s