Chapter 120

It seems like an eternity we sit in here, the windows steaming up until they are too foggy to see anything clearly, and Camilla has managed to get her breathing under control. It’s obvious she is in a lot of pain and trying not to move much. Stiff, immobile, and focused fully on not moving a muscle.

They put us in another car and moved us somewhere new. Another back-street alley, another group of terrifying men, and I’m starting to become so dizzy and weak with lack of sleep and food. It’s been hours. It feels like days since I watched Arry get in the cab, and I have no idea what time it is anymore. It’s become so surreal that I don’t even feel afraid anymore. Caught in a dreamlike state like this will never end.

Movement through the misty window catches my attention, and I can just about make out two black four-by-fours entering the front of the alleyway. The driver’s eyes flicker in the mirror, and I turn to look behind us automatically to see what he sees. Another two