Fiona let out an exhausted sigh as the guard leaped forward and put her down close to the car. Hot tears were in her eyes, striving to come out. She wanted to fight back. She didn’t want to go with them, but hearing that the money could help her younger brother, who had cancer, melted her heart, and weakened her.
"Get into the car." One of the guards said, as he held the door of the limo, the cold breeze from the air conditioner inside blew through her body, making her pores rise. She got into the car without looking back. Two other guards got into the limo after her. She wrapped her hands around herself as the last words of her father rang in her head. Especially your brother, especially your brother. It rang continuously in her head.
"Ugh! I can’t take this." She said under her breath
