Chapter - 138

It was dark everywhere. It was raining. Sara Owen had been sitting in the car hugging her chest. She was staring intently at the man's back as he smoked a cigarette outside in the drizzle. His black shirt was stuck to his body, exposing every incredible contour of his robust and manly frame. He was lowering his desire and reducing his worry by leaning on the car's bonnet.

Sara Owen concerned about his health after witnessing him endure a prolonged standing in the rain. She took a peek around. They were surrounded by a jungle. He hadn't called for assistance to get out of this dangerous place. She fixed her gaze on his desk-mounted smartphone. She swallowed saliva and continued to look at him.

She was more terrified of the person than she was of the darkness or the jungle.

This guy was awful. How did he know she had met with the old man yesterday? How did he find out what they talked about?

She let out a heavy sigh as she reclined her head back on the seat. Why was he making such at