Anastasia’s POV
The guy in a black mask was holding a knife positioned on an unconscious Lewis’ neck. F*CK! I was trembling with fear when I received the message again.
“I’ll give you 5 minutes to sign it. Send me pictures. If not, then it’s game over.”
I didn’t waste any time and got the black pen from the box. Whatever I sign up for, it doesn’t matter to me now. What matters to me most is Lewis’ life. I stop my hands from shaking and sign the papers. I immediately took a picture of it and sent it to him.
My heart was still beating so fast as time went by and I didn’t receive any reply from him.
When my phone vibrated, I immediately opened it.
From: +639456*****
“Good, put back the paper and pen inside the box and leave it in front of your apartment’s door. Don’t you dare come out
