#Chapter 11 My imagination

Tessa’s POV Where did he just go? He was only there moments ago. The only proof left of anything happening was the crumbled motorcycles left in the streets. I stood in place, trying to make sense of everything that had happened, but my mind couldn’t comprehend any of it. Soon, a police car was pulling out in front of me, along with an ambulance. A couple of cops got out of their cars and rushed toward me once they saw the shards spread out across the street. “Are you okay?” One of the officers asked, examining my body with his eyes. “Can you tell us what happened?” I was still staring off in the direction of those goons, tears lingering in my eyes and threatening to escape. “I was attacked,” I managed to say, turning my direction to the officer taking the notes. “These gang members on bikes followed me and tried to get me to go with them.” “We have an officer patrolling the area as we speak,” he explained. “Just try to breathe. You are safe now.” “How did you know I was in d