"We dare kidnap you yet fear a call to the police?" The man coldly hung up, this time not only sealing Lumma's mouth with duct tape but putting a black cloth over her head, trampling her hope.
These people feared not even the police and must be fugitives who'd committed major crimes.
Such fugitives feared no legal punishment but someone crueler.
The only such cruel person Lumma knew was Adam.
When kidnapped just now, her call with him hadn't disconnected. Could he sense something off?
Would Adam offend these remorseless fugitives to save her, his little assistant?
Lumma didn't know.
She only knew even if Adam was willing, finding her would likely take time.
She had to save herself or let Adam know her location.
Unable to see, Lumma guessed the road from the car's trajectory.
The van sped down the road, quickly passing through road after road, eventually entering an underground garage.