When Love Breaks by Jack

Chapter 270

My hands clutched the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. Under the threat of the criminal’s blade, fear coursed through my veins

Even after exiting the parking garage, the knife remained at my throat, barely noticeable yet unmistakably there.

Frozen in place, the fear within me escalated with each passing moment.

I tried to keep my voice steady. “Who sent you?”

The man snorted, “Cut the chatter and keep driving.”

His guard was up, making it clear he wasn’t to be trifled with.

Suddenly, it clicked. Bryant’s waming this moming… It all made sense now,

But neither of us could have anticipated this.

It was the weekend, and traffic was starting to pile up.

etemity, we finally made our way out of the bustling city center

the more my panic

we ventured into

intersections, like when we approached a red light and he ordered, “Turn left.” Then, amidst the silence, my phone rang,

moment before my captor could react,

outside for ages and hasn’t

something? Jane? Did you even leave your house yet?” Gregory, puzzled, asked, “Hello? He

tone, he spat, “I told you, no

because I’m so nervous,” I lied,

to sound convincing

out a cold laugh, pressing the knife slightly against my neck. “Make another slip, and I might

could end

as I resigned myself

twice, but

in an old estate. Driving through the

brakes, another car pulled

my door, snarling, “What

stammered, fumbling with