A brazen kidnapping, right out in the open.
The owner of the sausage stand was scared senseless.
Nina Donovan's right hand was in a death grip on the sausage skewer, refusing to let it fall.
Her left arm was weak, and just like that, the delicate-looking young woman was bundled into a van.
The one who grabbed Nina was a man with tattoo sleeves. Sleeves, afraid of any more mishaps, quickly said, "Got her. Let's go!"
The van sped away in a flash.
Nina Donovan, still a bit shaken, subconsciously glanced at the still-intact sausage, and her heart instantly settled.
'Thank goodness, my food is safe.'
Besides Sleeves, there were two other men in the van.
The driver, and a heavyset man sitting in the very back, staring at Nina.
The three men weren't very wary of a seemingly weak woman like her. They just threw her into the van without tying her up, simply sitting on either side of her like guards.
