Chapter One Hundred & Three

“Who are you? What are you trying to do?” Clara and Melanie struggled, trying to pull the bind they used in binding their hands and their eyes.

“Help! Help!” Melanie yelled at the top of her voice but the strange man on a black nose mask laughed in mockery.

“Save your strength for later, ladies. The window is tinted, no one can see or hear you.” His husky disgusting voice irritated them.

“What do you want from us? If you keep doing this, I assure you, my father will never let you go scot-free.” She scoffed, trying to threaten him but he laughed.

“So, should I start crying?” He smirked. “Just keep quiet if you don’t want to get hurt!” He warned them coldly before looking at the road. He was driving at high speed and the area he was curbing the car towards was far from the mainstream of government. It seemed he was taking them to the abandoned part of the city or like a village?

“Sister, what does he want from us?” Clara mumbled, with her teeth gritting as she was already feeling scared