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Chapter 4

I sat next to her from the time we got in the van until now. She was so scared at times and then so brave the next. Judging by her face and all the bruises on her arms she probably had to be. Which surprises me how much of a fighter she is. I've have watched her for quiet some time, her being at the bank was just luck. Nothing planed. She wants to know why she's kidnapped but I can't tell her not yet. She wouldn't understand why people want her dead. Me? I don't want her dead I need her alive but the others they don't. So in a way I would like to think I'm helping her, I know she want see it like that. What bugs me the most is her dad beat her so much that she lost information people would kill over. She knows so much yet she doesn't remember or realize.

I know its short but hope everyone's liking the book so far. It's my first one so its probably pretty bad. BUT keep on reading!!!👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉👉

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