My Tortured Soul

Chapter 19 - Caught

Quilla POV

I feel like someone or something is watching me. I have this uncomfortable feeling.

Like the hairs on the back of my head standing up.

I keep looking around but I don't see anyone.

We stop at a rest area for a bathroom break and snacks. I'm in the stall when I hear "Hello Quilla, so very nice to meet you."

I finish up and wash my hands.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"Me? I am your best friend or greatest enemy. You choose."

"You're Klaus? Somehow I thought you'd be scarier."

"I'm plenty scary enough." Klaus retorts.

"Are you though? Really? You're trying to take over the world. That's so 1940's Germany."

I turn my back on him and walk away. I don't think anyone has stood up to him before. Can it really be this easy? I thought.

I feel a cloth clamp down over my mouth and nose.

Nope, apparently not.

Mike POV

Where is she?

What's taking her so long?

I go over to the women's room and call out for her.

Nothing.

I go in.

Nothing.

No one is there.

But there is just, barely noticeable, the faintest scent of chloroform.

Chuck POV

I don't like it.

It's too quiet.

Quilla should have been out by now.

This isn't right.

Something is terribly wrong.

I look around trying to see anything.

Anything at all.

A car pulls out of the semi truck area.

Cars aren't supposed to be in the semi truck area.

Shit. s**t! He's got her.

"MIKE WE GOTTA GO NOW!"