Chapter 21

I'm glad they didn't lock me back in the trunk again. Or done anything abusive to me this whole trip. Well, accept the tiny bruises forming on my arm. But the one thing that sucks is they handcuffed me to the door and child-locked it. I guess they're smarter than I gave them credit for. But they only handcuffed me after my 'outburst' I'd given them earlier, which is dumb. Where am I going to go with the child lock?

But the one thing I'm most grateful for is that they haven't figured out that I called Liam. Who knows what they would've done to me if they found out.

"Can someone tell me what's going on? We've been driving nonstop for hours. I still have no clue what you want from me." I blurted out. I'm sick and tired of them. I have the right to know these kinds of things.

"You need to shut up now." The guy in the front seat uttered.

"Well...kidnapper I want answers," I demanded.

"Kidnapper?" He asked, looking at me through the rearview mirror.

"Yes. I don't know your guys' names. So t