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Chapter 4 Exchange of Hands

Word Count: 1259    |    Released on: 29/06/2024

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at the gust of wind that passed by us. I let out a groan as I raised my head up and started throwing my fists into the back of the per

e in a hurry for me to not end up waking the rest of the neighborhood. The whole place was pitch dark so I couldn't see where we were headed to o

her up

ept on screaming as the person carrying me slowed to a stop. I heard the sounds of a metal do

ember what Mr. X said.

position, I was forced into one. My hands were pulled to my back and a rope was tied tightly around them. I let

ust shut th

know where I was, who I was with and what they wanted from me. All I knew w

at for long, my legs were pulled up to my hands that were already behind me and tied as well. With how t

e, let

ing to leave me at the mercy of a man who was hell bent on collecting all that my father owed him through me in some way that I still couldn't figu

ut

use of the smell that wafted up my nostrils immediately it was introduced in the vicinity. I struggled against the bindings that held my limbs a

on, le

the vehicle as the ignition was engaged. Whoever was driving was a maniac because he stepped on the accelerator so sharply

ul the

care what he was saying because he kept on driving just as recklessly. My head and the rest

still c

I was suspecting was a van was pulled to a stop. I held my breath as I heard the doors open and shut. I heard footsteps so

g her

s and I let out a huge sigh. I raised my hands to my eyes to take off the blindfold but they were slapped

there,

self. My hands were pulled back behind me as I was forced to stand on my feet that w

gh for you. I apologize for my b

walk away. I stood there, unaware of anything that was going on a

k, b

shoved towards. I couldn't see a thing and almost fell numerous times but just

s I'm putting you through b

g me against my will just because of some stupid debt my father owed him. I didn't say anything in respo

verything you've e

myself think because of the noise of the wind that I was hearing. I was strapped into the seat and some kind o

We have a long f

another city? The questions I wanted to ask were burning a hole in my chest but there was no way I

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