Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Despite the cold weather, one of the men wore a T-shirt, revealing the tattoos on his arms.

The leader fixed his gaze on Sabrina and curtly stated, “Miss Chavez, please come with us.”

Jennie’s demeanor shifted instantly, and she clung tightly to Sabrina’s thighs, her eyes glued on the group of men.

Sabrina patted Jennie’s shoulder reassuringly and questioned the man in front, “Who sent you?”

“Miss Chavez, don’t you know who you have offended?”

Sabrina raised an eyebrow, piecing together the situation.

It was those people who had threatened her on the phone.

wasted no time in taking

Angela’s Library

I’ll go with you. Let me put the things in the car

the group nodded and accompanied Sabrina to her

bags in her car and followed the men to the black van with dark-tinted windows parked

Sabrina whispered to

arms, Jennie cast a hesitant glance at the intimidating men and inquired softly,

pale, and she fiddled nervously with

that Tyrone would come and save

I think they might be taking us to

glanced at the leader seated

not from around here,