Three Hours Post Celeste’s Voluntary a*******n…
A nervous breath escaped Celeste’s lips, as she laid on to her side on the cold floor.
Her hands were tied behind her back, along with her ankles that were constricted tightly with a zip tie, with a tight blindfold secured tightly around her eyes, which by that point had actually began hurting her eyes.
The moment she was taken by Davis’s men inside that van, a black cloth was thrown on to her face so that she wouldn’t be able to see where she was being taken to.
But it wasn’t the first time Celeste was taken hostage or voluntarily abducted by her mother’s men.
She was used to it.
So, she kept a track of her surroundings.
Even when the driver played loud music in the car, in order to cause distraction to Celeste, she didn’t lose focus
