FORTY | CARLOS AND BIANCA

CHAPTER FORTY | CARLOS AND BIANCA

VIVIAN ADDAMS

I smile and peck him on the cheek as a sign of gratitude. I am really grateful for how understanding he is.

Just then, I hear a gunshot and AJ falls to the ground with a thud.

A terrible scream comes out of me before I know it. A hand circles around my waist and pulls me to their body.

A handkerchief is forced on my nose and mouth as I struggle against the hold of my captor. I try not to breathe it but I have no choice and soon, I'm out.

I wake up some hours later at an unfamiliar warehouse. “Where the fuck am I?"

“Where are meant to be." A voice answers from the back.

I look around again, trying to fully take in my surroundings to find any possible escape route.

Dust hangs heavily in the air, and the sounds of nothingness reverberate off the crumbling walls. In quiet nooks, abandoned machinery rusts, and broken windows show a world that has moved on. Here, time seems to have stopped, preserved in the ruins of an abandoned missio