I was brutally grabbed by the arm and shoved into the front seat. I didn't bother struggling as the gun stayed steadily propped up against my head.
"No funny business," The bald man grunted as he slammed the door shut.
I simply watched as he jogged around the front of the car and opened the drivers door to get in.
After successfully placing his seat belt, the man put the car in gear and began to drive.
Just seconds into the empty road, I glanced at the man who drove with one hand on the wheel and the other holding the gun pointed at me.
"Why are you doing this?" I asked.
The man ignored me and simply gave me a disgusted look as he looked back at the road.
I sighed and glanced around the car. I looked down at the glove box and saw a picture of three infants giggling up towards the ca
