Yes, she liked Brandon Scott.
“Are you sure?”
“Yep, I’m okay. I’m just thinking about how long it’s been since I went out,” she chuckled, looking out of the glass walls of the coffee shop.
They had stocked up on groceries and bought a few clothes for her before she begged Brandon to have something in the nearest coffee shop. He didn’t like the idea at first. But with her charms, she was able to make him say “yes.”
“What do you love about staying in cafés, anyway?” he asked.
He has been watching over her for more than a decade. And Allison knew that half of it had been spent in a café.
“I love the smell of coffee, and the cozy feeling,” she answered, giggling.
Shaking his head, Brandon shrugged in response. As a man, she knew it was hard to understand what she was trying to imply. And being an individual, Allison always loved spending time by herself. She was more comfortable being alone – before.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” she spoke out of the blue, feeling like she needed to pee.
Brandon's face stiffened. He looked alert and worried.
“I’ll be fine. It’ll be quick. I’ll be back in a second,” she reassured him before taking her flight to the café’s restroom.
Allison finished her business in the restroom as fast as possible. Brandon could overreact sometimes, and she didn’t want that to happen.
She was on her way back to their table when she bumped into a blonde woman. She was about three inches taller than her and had an overly sexy body. She was exceptionally beautiful, and was oozing with sex appeal.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” she apologized.
“No, no. It’s okay. I wasn’t looking,” the woman replied, tilting her head to Allison’s direction. “Are you the woman with Brandon Scott?”
That stopped Allison in her tracks. She wasn’t expecting anyone who knew Brandon. To her knowledge, he’d barely had any contact with anyone for the last decade, except her family.
“Yes,” she nodded. “Can I help you?”
“Oh, no. It’s nothing, really. We were friends back in med school.”
“I see. Do you want to talk to him?” she asked, feeling happy that there was someone who could still remember Brandon.
“Oh, no. There’s no need for that,” she heard the woman reply.
Allison pressed her eyes closed. Her head was spinning, and she was having a hard time balancing herself. She didn’t know why, but she was sure something was odd. There were so many sounds, but she could hear the woman’s whisper.
“I wasn’t looking for him. I came to get you.”
She thought the strange woman was spouting weird things, but then she felt her body falling into her arms. With that, Allison knew her life was on the line.
Chapter 6
Allison opened her eyes, her head throbbing. Her vision wasn’t quite clear, but she was sure she was in a cold and very dark place.
Where could she be? She didn’t have any idea.
“Hello?” she called out, trying to get up from the cold concrete floor where she lay helpless. She checked herself for injuries and found none, feeling a bit relieved. Whoever abducted her didn’t have any plans to hurt her.
Maybe not yet.
Looking around, Allison realized that she was in a square room with brick walls, and the only way out was steel doors. The space was empty and dimly lit with a yellow bulb.
“Hello! Is anybody there?” she called again, pressing her ear against the cold steel doors, expecting to hear something, anything. But there was no response.
