ANGIE POV

I was doing my morning routine, jogging through the street of Las Vegas.

I've been doing this for the past six days since Damien asked me to return home.

I was still jogging along the way when a Mercedes Benz which was black tinted, recklessly pulled over a few meters away from my stance.

I froze with a lot of thoughts running through my mind, even though I wanted to Sprint off, my spirit and my legs refused to.

Did Damien send someone over to get me?

Although I was scared I remained unmoved and faltered.

I waited for three seconds, the sounds from my heart sounding like...