My heart skips a beat. I take my chances and ask him a risky question.
"D-Did you ask her the same questions?" My voice shaking.
"No, she's not nearly as beautiful as you are."
Just after he responds, a loud banging can be heard from the trunk.
"Let me out!" She screams.
My heart starts racing. I keep getting angry at myself for trying to be a hero who has confronted a kidnapper trying to help a homeless girl. Couldn‘t I have just minded my own business?!
The man opens his car door and heads towards the trunk. As I snap back into reality my own thoughts start to frighten me. “Should I try to escape? Where would I go then?” questions begin popping into my head one after another. “There are no police stations anywhere nearby. Heck! How on
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