Krystal’s POV
The van was moving swiftly in the streets, my heart was pounding trying to get out of the ropes that were choking my wrists. The men, who pulled me into the van, were opposite me, the eyes staring me in my face as though I were already a vanquished man.
"Where are you taking me to?” With a cry of panic I snapped. One of the men smiled. "Hans would like to see you" he said.
"Of course he did."
I believed we had Colt and me on top. I believed that we were putting traps. It had been a mistake of mine. So wrong.
"Colt will come. You are not going to be able to get away with this." I said with scowl.
"That is just what we want." Another man said with a smirk.
I felt sick in my stomach. They desired that Colt should be there. This was beyond me. The truck at last stopped wi
