My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

The impact was so strong that I almost flew out of my seat. I shakily tried to regain consciousness. I turned to look at Hendrix, and I saw blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

He was covered with debris from the crash and was unconscious.

"Hendrix, Hendrix." I shifted closer and stretched out my hand to help him. I kept calling his name until he regained consciousness. His dazed eyes met mine and he said in a weak voice, "Quick, find Tobias. He knows what to do!"

It was at that moment where I realize that there were a few black vehicles approaching. Hendrix urged through his pain, "Hurry up, or none of us can leave."

The cars were getting closer and closer and I knew that if I didn't go and get help. Both of us will suffer, with no hope of rescue.

and stumbled to hide behind a wall not far

black vehicles stopped, and several brawny men dressed in

and pushed him into one of the black cars, not caring about his injury. Then, a man stepped forward, and with a poker face, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground next to our car. I hadn't noticed that the oil tank of the car was busted in the collision. But I did notice that all 4 tires were flat. No wonder the car was out of control earlier. They had shot out

cigarette butt touched the gasoline on the ground and ignited. In a blink of

to explode," I thought to myself. I sighed at the loss of a million-dollar car. Acting

didn't have his phone number. I called one of the numbers I that Pedro had saved for me instead. Relief swamped me when the call connected and I heard someone on the other end of

had arranged for me in Oakland.

was injured in a car crash and taken away. Our car is gone too. Can you find Hendrix as

the person answered, "Okay, but we will need to get to you

I nodded and agreed.