Carrie, please

Alessandro

Ten years ago, I received a message that my mother had been taken captive by some thugs of a political party. I still recall how disoriented I felt right from the moment the message was received on our end.

To this day, I don’t know how I moved or who moved with me. All I know is I mowed every obstacle out of my way until my mother was in my arms.

But then… When she ended up in my arms, she was already gone.

As I drove like a madman to the address Eduardo sent to me, I felt the same rush I felt that day. My heart ached and my brain worried. My palms sweated so much that they were almost slipping off the steering wheel.

But I made sure to hold on as tight as I could. I held on and told myself that I was almost there. I told myself that nothing would happen to Miss Edwards.

So with those thoughts pushing me, I increased my speed and I remained unyielding to the blasts of sirens behind me.

After I stole a look at the cars behind me, the GPS notified me to take a left turn. I d