Chapter Hundred-Forty-Seven

CHAPTER HUNDRED-FORTY-SEVEN

*She's dead meat!*

The rusty smell stemming from the metallic objects that she could not see clearly surrounded her.

If anyone would have told her before that she would end up a real hostage like in the movies she watches so often, then she would have probably laughed out loud and dismissed such stupid jokes.

Yeah stupid 'cause never in her wildest dreams did she imagine she would be locked up in a dark shitty locker room in an attic right in the belly of a creepy forest.

Good lord!

What the hell what she thinking?

Coming down here like a fool? Blinding following their orders?

If only she had told Mrs Hope the truth maybe something might have been done by now. From the look of things, Mrs Hope isn't someone who would just randomly report to the school authority knowing fully well what transpired during Allan's case. Notably, she was one the most fearlessly outspoken advocate in the case despite the fact the school management was in support of the case. And