The lost mafia princess

Chapter 37

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ALINA'S POV

My head felt fuzzy as my eyes opened, the memories of earlier incidents flooding back to me.

I turn my neck, side to side to try and get rid of the ache.

I never realised just how uncomfortable it was to sleep with your hands behind your back.

This what the first time I had kept since being here, and it wasn't really as if I choose to go to sleep.

I've been too scared to sleep, my mind continuously scared that they could hurt me and I wouldn't these them come in.

As I stretched my whole body, I flinched back in surprise from the noise made by my foot hitting something.

After closer inspection after getting my breath back from the initial shock I realised that it was a styrofoam plate with what looked like beans and rice.

My mouth instantly watered at the food, my stomach ready to eat anything in sight.

I'm still unsure on how long I've been here. I feel as though I've been here for eternity.

The time I spent unconscious doesn't help either as I've lost track of time  even more.

I could have been knocked out cold for 20 minutes or 20 hours.

From the ache in my head and body, I presume the latter.

What I do know is that I've been here long enough for the cuts on my body to start seeping.

They're not scabbing over and if the cold sweats coming from my body is any indication, I've been here long enough to develop an infection.

I eye up the bowl full of water next to my food longingly, wanting to wash my cuts.

But with my hands still cuffed up behind my back I have no way of getting the water to the wounds.

Plus, it's probably needed more for rehydration.

The lack of nutrients and fluids isn't doing my aching and bruised body any good either.

I sigh as I settle myself in front of the food attempting to eat it without my hands.

I just want to go home and be back safe with everyone.

I try and keep the faces of everyone I love in my mind to make sure I don't forget them.

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ROMEO'S POV

They used decoys.

Fucking decoys.

After Adrian figured out how they escaped the building we felt as though there was light at the end of the tunnel.

That was until we tracked 8 garbage vans coming from the street we were in.

Everyone's been tasked with tracking a different van to make sure we don't miss anything but it's proving to be harder than we thought.

These vans are basically driving aimlessly. They're not stopping and they continue to go back on themselves.

They're trying to throw us off of their tails.

I am grateful that we have the streets CCTV cameras or we would be nowhere.

They weren't able to cover all of their tracks.

The times it's taken to switch to each camera when they're on a different road is astronomical but it's going to be worth it.