Chapter Seventy-Eight

"I'm a kidnapper!" Samar confessed.

Sam gazed at him in humor and burst into laughter. She laughed really hard.

"That's a very funny joke! You made me forget my sadness for a moment, but please be serious now," Sam said, seriously.

"I was not lying when I said that, I'm really involved in someone else's kidnap," Samar said.

"What!" Sam squealed in disbelief. "- that can't be... I mean, you look nothing like a kidnapper. You're just pulling my legs

"Sam-"

"No... If you were a kidnapper, you wouldn't have saved me that day, you'd have pulled out a gun, shoot me and have me buried while I'm still breathing or you'd have abducted me and demand for ransom from my parents... Isn't this what kidnappers do?" Sam asked with a scrunched up face.

Samar controlled himself from laughing. He would have if it was a different situation. "If it had been a different situation, I would have laughed, but it isn't, so I'm restraining myself from doing so. I'm very serious Sam, I am an accomplice of