Chapter 131. Alessandra Alone

Sandra’s POV

Stepping out of the warehouse, I don’t know where I am, and it’s terrifying. I’m stranded, disoriented, and powerless.

I stand by the road, feeling utterly lost, watching taxis whiz by as if the world is oblivious to the chaos inside me. My hands shake as I lift them to flag down a taxi. But just as I do, my phone rings.

The sound sends a jolt through me, and I glance at the screen. My heart pounds as I see the caller—Private Number. Dread tightens around me like a noose, and I hesitate before answering, my breath shallow.

“Hello?” My voice barely escapes, trembling with anxiety.

A cold, deep voice responds, as sharp as ice. “Remember, you can’t tell anyone what happened. You have three hours to eliminate the target. If you fail, Brandon dies.”

The line goes dead, leaving me frozen in place. It feels like all the air has been sucked out of my lungs, and my mind spirals. Brandon—his name feels like a dagger in my heart. My hand grips the phon