Chapter ３０

"Miss Trista, I'm sorry to lend it to you," the kidnapper muttered guiltily as he pulled me over.

I gave a nod. On the contrary, I was relieved when Cody apprehended me. At the very least, he would not lose control and point at me in that manner.

Cars arrived in a systematic fashion, one after the other. My eye was drawn to the logos of those vehicles. "Look! Those are private vehicles. They are Donald's personal vehicles! Take a look at the logo on them!"

The kidnappers examined the cars and discovered that they were not police vehicles! But

"That doesn't mean the individuals inside aren't cops!"

"Look, each car has only one driver. They're dressed in driver's garb. Obviously, they are Donald's personal chauffeur!" I'm certain.

Cody looked at him, still concerned. "It's extremely likely that the cops disguised themselves as the driver!"