Claire's POV
The air inside the car pressed against my lungs like a wet blanket and the smell made my stomach turn over. I pulled at the ropes around my wrists but they just bit deeper into my skin with each twist and jerk.
Something started cooking nearby and the scent of roasted meat drifted through the car windows. I turned my head left and right trying to figure out where it came from but saw nothing through the tinted glass.
"What's that smell?" My voice bounced off the car roof and came back to me hollow.
Silence.
"Hey kidnappers, you better let me go. If it's ransom, you want to name your price, my dad will pay triple!"
"Shut up your mouth you spoiled brat!" The voice cut through the air like a whip crack. "You think everything is about money don't you! Don't worry you'll lea
