Ania’s pov

The progress I made indicated that my strategy was successful. I stopped breathing deeply to improve my hearing and waited. My heart was pounding so loudly that it was difficult to hear, yet everything pointed to my being safe.

I wiped my brow and heaved a sigh of relief as I rounded the corner. It felt great to slow to a brisk walk and take a deep breath.

Just to have someone grab me from behind and drag me into another alleyway. “You!”

At that moment, I found myself face-to-face with the duster-wearing man and the other males from the group from which I'd just been plucked. How...