Chapter Thirty Eight: Any Means Necessary

**TRACY SCOTT'S POV**

The singular good thing I felt would come out of me moving was a little peace and time to gather my thoughts, clear my head, and refresh my mind. The crazy would die down a little.

"Apologies Miss Scott , extra precautions." The driver uttered beside me. I wriggled my eyes in turmoil, what did he mean by that? My question was answered when another figure covered my face with a sack, rendering me blind.

"What are you doing?" I wriggled in my body in the seat as they tried to steal me.

"You're safe Miss, it's just a precaution. We'll get there in no time." One of them whispered into my ear, I paused my haggard breathing. After a few seconds, it returned to normal and they let me go.

"Let's move out." I heard his fingers snap, the car door opened and I breathed out. Everywhere was dark, I couldn't see shit because of the sack. I could breathe but it was harder than usual.

"We'll get there soon." I reminded myself of his words, folded my arms and placed them on my la