“We have to go after them!” Clara shouted determinedly pressing forward without hesitation despite fear coursing through veins urging caution instead—but this time there wasn’t room left anymore for second-guessing any longer.
Clara's heart raced as she sprinted across the street, Maya hot on her heels. The cold night air whipped against their faces, but the adrenaline coursing through Clara's veins drowned out any chill. All she could think about was Lisa—her friend was in danger, and they had to act fast.
“Clara, wait!” Maya shouted, but Clara didn’t stop. She could see Lisa leaning against the sleek black car, her posture relaxed, but Clara sensed the tension in the air. The man beside her, with his dark hair and charming smile, looked too comfortable, too confident. Clara’s instincts
