The car stopped at the service area. A bodyguard who had been sitting in the front seat shifted his position and was now sitting next to me. His movements were calm, but there was something in his eyes that made me wary.
“What's going on?” I asked, trying to sound casual.
The bodyguard didn't answer immediately. He pulled a box from the back of the chair, opened it and pulled out a pair of handcuffs.
“Sorry, ma'am. This is an order.”
He cuffed both my hands, then pulled the chain and locked it to the car door handle.
“What are you doing?!” I shouted, panicked and confused.
“When we get there you can ask Mr.David.” He said casually but firmly. In addition to the handcuffs, he pulled a black kalin out of the box. Then he pulled the cloth over my face and shut my eyes tightly.
“What th
