44|Concealed

~Viviana~

As if they were watching me, the moment Roman stepped out of the house, a call from an unknown number came in. A voice changer muffled the voice, the kind that sounded as if it came from the deepest part of hell.

The instructions were clear. ‘Follow your predictable routine and act naturally. Don’t call in sick and come to work at Brío. At exactly nine pm, go to the lady’s room on the ground floor. Someone will take you, and you will not resist. You won’t speak to anyone, not to your Outlaws friends, and not a word to Roman. We have the red light aimed at your mother’s head and a knife at your friend’s throat. One wrong move, and one of them will die.’

I wasn’t even able to say hello. After the call, a picture of Maya came in, a duct tape plastered ove