Chapter 45. We Are Targeted

Alpha Female Ciciane's POV

Our eyes remain fixed on the wrecked car in utter amazement and disbelief, for it is now utterly useless.

We do not have any money left to repair it or to travel further. This is a severe setback, and I wonder who could be responsible for this damage.

Harad and Herod have never been violent towards us, and we do not have any other enemies we know of. This could be a random act of vandalism caused by d**g addicts or joyriders who found an inappropriate way to entertain themselves.

"Cissy, what should we do now?" Xanne sounded disappointed. “I am at a loss as to what we should do next. Without any money and no means of transportation to reach our destination, even the thought of hitchhiking seems pointless since we still need to buy food.” Tears of despair welled up in her eyes. Just a few moments ago, we felt like we were making headway toward our goal, but here we were again, facing an unforeseen obstacle that put everything at risk