CHAPTER 17

We were in a very open position on the road. In front of us two cars were positioned to block us.

And behind they were cars blocking our exit too. I was on the verge of combursting with how intense the whole situation was.

“Oh no” I said, from my side of the car.

I looked to Christian to assess the kind of damage we were in. I dare not speak to him right now when the only expression on his face was concerntration.

In front of us one of the guards from earlier came down from the car, walked a few feet from it and just stood there.

While this was happening, I noticed the men in the driver's seat and passenger seat were eerily quiet too.

What were these dangerous people planning exactly? And why were we being targeted over and over again?

I was getting fed up of being attacked and captured and tortured by foreign enemies I knew nada about. It was time we fought back.

During my internal monologue, I hadn't noticed that Christian had taken off his jacket and unbuttoned the shirt he was wea