Chapter 139 Having Doubts

"We can’t get there. Security’s too tight," Luna said, her worry as evident as Kesha’s. "What about you, F?" "Same here. Too many guards downstairs." I closed my eyes for a moment, shutting out their voices. I needed to think of a way out. There had to be a way. I couldn’t let them bring me down. There were seven of them, all armed. I suspected three of them carried extra guns at their waists; their uniforms were different from the others. And now that I thought about it, there were no residents or other people on this top floor except for me. This was a trap. "They hacked my computer. Damn fuckers," Kesha said, confirming my suspicion. Now I understood why she hadn’t detected anything unusual earlier, despite being our tech expert. Someone had set us up. Was my father aware of this? The thought made my chest tighten. Every time I tried to make a plan, this person was always a step ahead. They weren’t just beating me—they were stomping on my pride, and I was starting to hate it. "We’ll