Arielle's POV
The cloth tied around my wrists was starting to burn against my skin.
I shifted slightly in the backseat and tried to loosen my hands again, but it was useless.
The man beside me immediately grabbed my arm harder.
“Sit still.”
I glared at him, unable to say anything since my mouth was stuffed with a cloth.
The car kept speeding down the road and I quietly tried memorizing everything around me through the tinted window.
I didn't allow myself to think too much on why they didn't blindfold me.
Instead I tried to make use of the slip up.
My father always said staying calm could save your life.
Back then I thought he was just being paranoid again.
Now I finally understood.
One of the men in front suddenly laughed while scrolling through his phone.
“Boss said Hunt is
