Raymond’s pov

“Stop the car,” she yelled but the driver swiftly looked at her from the mirror and ignored “What are you doing?” I asked — “I said stop the car” she yelled again this time even louder then, the driver pulled to a stop. She pushed the door open at once and ran towards the direction the man had passed, trying to check if he'd still be in sight, she tipped her legs up stretching to check every angle that already been covered with tree branches but the man had already gone, she leaned into the pathway a little like she was going to trace him into the bush...