OLIVIA
“Please call Axel,” I sobbed, feeling scared at the feeling of the cold weapon touching my forehead. “He needs to know what’s going on.”
She laughed, her voice ringing through the space mockingly. I hadn’t expected such an experience, and why wasn’t anyone trying to stop her?
I mean, it was just her, and they had lots of security in the mansion.
How was she able to walk in with a gun?
“Axel?” Her voice was laced with sarcasm and contempt. “You don’t have to bother about that. He’s being taken care of as we speak.”
I ignored her raspy, shrill, and deafening voice, focusing on her last remarks.
What did she mean by ‘taken care’?
They weren’t going to hurt him, were they?
Wait. Did they hold him hostage too?
Rosa’s teeth were chattering and I feared she’d already developed a
