Chapter 22

"No," I tried to yank my phone away from Martin but pushed me back and accepted the call. I almost forgot that I was his prisoner and all my phone calls were recorded. This was blunt kidnapping now. He couldn't keep me like this or have control over everything Idid.

"Oh, hello there, Sarah." Martin said, clenching his jaw. He was up to no good and I could detect that through his playful tone. Whatever he was up to wasn't going to lead to any good.

"Oh, me? I'm Martin, and Clara here is our little friend. Don't worry, she's perfectly fine here. You should come here to see it for yourself," he suggested, a cocky smile appearing on his lips.

I stepped forward but he slapped away my wrist and moved back, further away my wrist and moved back, further away from me. I eyed him with cold triumph.

His suggestions were horrible and I hoped-from all of my heart that Sarah wouldn't act and come here to see me.

"Of course, I will send you the location, see you soon, Sarah!" Martin exclaimed, his t