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30 "Where are you taking me?" Ciara's voice grew into a panic as she asked for the umpteenth time since they left the hideout. As usual, Sergio said no words. He hasn't said a thing since they got inside his car. His right hand held the steering, and the other hand held a gun, pointed at Ciara, who was seated on the passenger's seat. Just in case she makes any funny movements. Ciara glanced out the window, and there was nothing but endless lines of trees and abandoned buildings. It was a track road that had the most eerie sound. Where was he taking her? He stepped on the gas, increasing his speed, and Ciara had to struggle to keep her heart from sinking in fear. Tears flowed ceaselessly down her eyes. She fisted her skirt, muttering endless prayers to the Moon Goddess. She might have
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