Chapter 35: Chapter 35

Havanna's POV

We managed to get into the same taxi.

"Can you please stop following me? What type of man are you? I said I don't know the place. Why are you now getting into the same taxi with me?" I got mad, as I began to yell while in the taxi.

"Actually, you do know the place, but I am not following you. The moment I heard you tell the driver where you were headed, I quickly remembered that it was the place I was meant to go to in the first place.

You are not the only one who has the right to go there, are you?" He argued with me, and I couldn't say anything.

The taxi driver still found the need to pick up another passenger, even when I told him that I was in a hurry, and I was willing to pay double the amount.

I sat in the middle of these two men and I wasn't feeling good about it. One smelt like alcohol, I mean it is still so early in the morning, why on Earth would someone be drunk?

"It's enough! Driver stop this vehicle" I protested, even before getting to my destination.

"But why miss, is there any problem?" The driver questioned, as if he didn't see anything wrong with the way the men were squeezing me in the middle.

"Yes, a lot of things are wrong. For instance, I asked you not to pick up someone else but you did. I didn't complain after that, and now they are squeezing me.

I want to come down" I insisted, but the driver didn't slow down like someone who I was talking to.

Instead, he completely ignored me, and even increased the velocity of the vehicle.

One of the men held his white handkerchief, and hit me with it accidentally. It made me sneeze, as I itched my nose in irritation.

"I'm really" his apology seemed sincere, as he adjusted so he was no longer squeezing me.

"Stop the car, I need to get down," I told the driver, the same thing I've been saying for a while now. I didn't know for how long, I was expected to keep repeating myself before he would stop the car.

"I can't miss, this is a highway. I can't just stop the car on the highway" he said softly.

"Highway?" I said, with my voice drifting.

I suddenly began to feel dizzy, but I struggled to stay awake.

"Are you okay?" The man who had hit me with the handkerchief seemed to show his concern, as he made me rest my head on his shoulder.

"I'm fine, please don't touch me" I gathered strength to push him away, and he left me almost immediately.

My eyes were closing up, and my head was spinning, it was as if I should crash to the ground.

Why was I feeling sleepy all of a sudden?

"Do you want some water?" The driver offered me a bottle of water. I was so dizzy and confused, that I took it from him without saying a word, I gulped the whole thing down my throat. I couldn't keep up as darkness consumed me.

Now back to the present.

"She is awake, what does the boss want us to do with her?" I heard a deep, unfamiliar male voice speaking.

"I don't know. But, she is looking too good for me to resist" another male voice responded.

"Are you insane?" That is the president's wife, she isn't one of our ordinary captives'' the first male who had spoken, suddenly exclaimed

"But she is still a captive" the other responded, as they both suddenly became quiet.

I heard footsteps, and I could tell that someone else had entered the room, I am guessing it was someone of power. Someone, whom the both of them respected, and took their orders from.

The way they became silent when this person entered the room said it all.

"You still haven't moved her from the warehouse yet?" The person who had entered finally spoke, his voice sounded more intimidating and scary, than the voices of the other men merged together.

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"We are sorry boss, but we can't move her. I mean, the president has closed down airports and borders, not to talk more about the lockdown he had ordered" one of the thugs responded, and I guess he received a slap as a reward, from the so-called boss.

I couldn't still see, as I replied mainly on my hearing, and other senses.

The slap was so loud, that my legs began to shake, hoping I wasn't the next person.

"If the senator finds out she is still here. Do you know what he will do?" The boss asked a question, and none of them could answer.

"He will have your hands chopped off by people who can do this job better. Do you think that we work with the laws?

Get her out of here, and find a way to sneak her past the border? We need to transfer her to another state, she can't be here any longer."

He said so strictly, and it didn't take long for me to feel manly hands on me, grabbing me by the elbow and lifting me.

I couldn't even walk, I felt my legs were tied up, so they dragged me on the floor, and led me to their destination.

Now I was sure that the room had gone dark, they had blindfolded me and I felt very uncomfortable.

I was scared, and at the same time, I felt guilty. If only I had listened to Lucian, when warned me not to leave the house, then I wouldn't be in this situation right now. I can't believe that I am admitting that Lucian was right about something.

If I manage to survive this, then he will surely k*ll me himself, because of my stubbornness.

I am finished no matter what happens at the end.

"Please just let me go," I said, with tears in my eyes.