Chapter 6

LIA

"Pack what you can. We are leaving now."

"Excuse me?" I furrow my eyebrows, confused at who this mysterious handsome man is and the nonsense he is spitting. "I really appreciate your intervention but you can't just barge in and tell me my father." Whom I haven't spoken to in three years. "—was involved in an accident and order me to follow you to god knows where." Yes, with the tone of his voice, he is borderline authoritative.

"We don't have time for this." He growls, his voice inches from my face. My nose catches a whiff of mint in his breath.

My hands cross over my chest. "And I'm supposed to just take your word for it?" I say, slightly intimidated by how he is towering over me like a mountain. To be frank, he is a mountain. His black t-shirt struggles to contain his bulging biceps and sculpted chest, while his cargo pants cling to his trim waist like nobody's business.

He shoves a phone into my face.

I gasp, my hand flying to my mouth in shock. It is a scene of an acciden