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.