Chapter 89: Handkerchief

[Cara]

A muscular arm wrapped around my waist just as I was about to launch myself into the car.

“No, let go of me!” I struggled against him, my feet lifting off the ground, vigorously trying to kick him while screaming at the top of my lungs, hoping that my friend would hear me and show herself.

“Nancy!”

Please, somebody, tell me that this is all a prank just to scare me.

“Cara, you need to calm down!” Damon held me tighter until I lost my strength to fight.

“Check the perimeter. Make sure that there is no bomb attached to the car.” He barked out instructions to his men as they rounded Nancy’s vehicle.

Only then it dawned on me how much influence Damon has in this city. The entire police officers couldn’t do much about everything soon as Damon and Davien stepped into the place.

I couldn’t see much of the inside, but it was enough for me to know that no one would ever survive this kind of attack.

Her car was completely destroyed.

No. No. This could not be happening. I refuse to bel