"Yes. As long as Ms. Marston agrees, I can guarantee that both you and the child in your womb will remain completely safe—no harm will come to you." He spoke with unwavering assurance.
I couldn't help but frown. "Why should I believe you?"
"Ms. Marston, right now, you have no choice but to trust me!" That remark grated on me.
But at this moment, self-preservation came first. I looked at him and nodded. "Fine!"
He smiled. "Then it's a deal!"
With that, he signaled the skinny man to blindfold me again. I frowned. "Is this necessary?"
His laughter echoed beside my ear. "Don't worry, Ms. Marston. We'll return you exactly as we brought you."
Then I was led into a car. My hearing was unusually sharp, but soon I drifted into sleep.
When I woke up, I was still in the garage, back in my own
