ILANA

It was dark, nothing my eyes could detect. The blindfold sheathe my sight. The footstep occupied the nothingness. I might be snagged in a room somewhere, far from the city or the worse, in a barn. The sound of the shoes was no longer heard. They probably went away.

My hands were tied behind the chair. This moment sent me back to the incident at night when Angeline hired people to kidnap and imprison me in a shed I never knew where it was. This time, they did not wrap my mouth. I was not frightened, whoever brought me here, I believed they connected to Kevin. That man was...