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CHAPTER 18 Now It Is My Turn

Zita's POV

"Let me go!" I screamed, but the cloth silenced my voice.

I was blindfolded and my hands were tied tightly behind my back. I kicked and fought, but the men in the van were far stronger. I could not see where we were going. Over the rough roads, the van bounced, and every bump threw ...