Nyla POV
I tried to act natural, knowing Jahon was behind me and would blow my head off if I managed to make a run. My heart was heavily pounding within me as I took every step.
Where are they taking me? Is this how I will be kidnapped? There was a car parked at the end of the street, the summer sun burned heavily down. My hands shivered as I thought about my son. It's a good idea to leave her with Lucian. Lucian was packed opposite the van.
Jahon pinned me to the car, the cold metal behind my neck gave me goosebumps. For a moment my breath hitched, terrified that he was going to kill me. But why will he kill me in the middle of the street? That gave me a bit of relief but not an assurance.
"Stay here," his voice commanded with authority. I bear so much hatred for him, he almost got me killed the previous time we met, and he kidnapped Mama T. Who is he working for? Who is giving him instructions? It can't be Jason, I knew this was just a plan to make me hate Jason.