Santiago's pov
My head hurt like hell when I groined and felt the damp ground underneath me. I hadn’t even opened my eyes yet and still knew I wasn’t inside the border anymore.
That fucker!
He had gotten the jumps on me and finally pinned me down, forcing me to surrender or die.
I couldn’t die; I had to live to fight for Alma…. Her face flutters before my eyes as I smile with what is left of my strength. I have no idea where they decided to dump me, and I could be across the world far as I knew…
I slowly blinked, and my massive headache was rolling over me every time I moved my head the slightest before feeling the dry blood on my hands and winced before I realized they had taken her.
They had taken Alma.
Motherfuckers!
I was already on my way up when I felt the stabbing pain in my
