Facade of Love

Chapter 246

Chapter 246 Lost in the Mountains

I scrunched my brow and looked back. Sure enough, a black van was tailing us.

Charles zigzagged through the streets, but the van clung to us like a shadow. At first, I thought it might be a police car, but then I realized they had no reason to trail me.

“How long has that car been behind us?” I asked, as Charles had been making turns for a while

now.

Gripping the wheel tightly, Charles said, “It has been on us since we left the Youngs. Since we left the Youngs?

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With that decision made, I said, “Let us not worry about it. We should head straight to the police station.” They would not dare do anything right outside the station.

Charles nodded, hit the gas, and steered us toward the police station.

Out of nowhere, a truck barreled across the road right.in front of us. I was so scared that I could not help but yell, “Look out!”

The screech of the brakes was ear–splitting, and then a massive jolt rocked us. The car behind was not ready for it and slammed into the back of Charles’s car.

Fortunately for us, the Youngs‘ cars were top–notch, with brakes that responded in a flash. Even though the car was pushed a bit by the force, Charles managed to stop it.

The crash was so intense that we did not have time to brace ourselves, and our heads snapped. forward. My mind was buzzing, and it took a few seconds to clear my head. When I looked at Charles, I saw the airbag had popped out, and he had a gash on his forehead. He was wedged in his seat, looking dazed.

“Charles!” I tried to get his attention, reaching out to shake him.

A shadow loomed at the driver’s window before I could react, and with a loud crash, the glass shattered.

I caught a glimpse of someone reaching for the door handle, and before I knew it, it was too late to stop them.

With a snap, the car door next to me flew open, and there stood two guys with masks and caps. They gave me a quick once–over, then, deciding I was their target, yanked me out of the car.

“What do you want? Mmmph…” My question was cut short as a hand clamped over my mouth, and I was hauled into a black van.

The back of the van was stripped bare of seats. I was tossed in, and the two men jumped in after me, locking the doors and peeling out.

Did they come for me?

I was being kidnapped!

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The car was tearing down the road, and before I knew it, I was dumped in the middle of

nowhere. The two guys who had been with me in the car suddenly bailed, and I was left expecting the worst–like being dragged into some creepy, abandoned factory or a rundown house for a round of torture.

After they stepped out, everything went silent. I was tied up, hands and feet, struggling in the backseat, yet outside, not a peep. Had the kidnappers just taken off? Just like that? I could not shake the feeling that something was off.

They kidnapped me, ditched me in the boondocks, and then just split? I stopped trying to figure it out and focused on scraping the tape off my mouth against the edge of the passenger

seat.

Once free, I half–kneeled to check out the scene. Outside, mountains surrounded me, and all I could see were thick forests, bushes, and weeds.

What was their plan, leaving me here? There was not a soul in sight. I tried banging my head against the car window to make some noise, but that was a headache waiting to happen, so I quit that plan. Stuck in that car for nearly an hour, and as noon approached, still no sign of anyone.

Those two must have really left me for good. In Lake City, the winters were freezing at dawn and dusk, but the sun blazed during the day. The windows were locked tight, and the sun was turning the car into an oven. Additionally, the air was getting thin. If I stayed put, I would either suffocate or freeze once night fell. It happens to people all the time. Time was dragging on, and those guys had not come back.

I was pretty sure they were gone for good. I wriggled over to the driver’s seat, but of course, there were no keys in the ignition.