Where are you going?

Chapter 39

Julia's POV:

I noticed how he didn't even take a look at them before handing them to me, making it seem like something that didn't matter or something he just didn't want to look at.

His view was at the dark road in front of us. I still didn't know where I was going. I wasn't sure what was gonna happen to me except from the fact that they were gonna use my DNA like Aunt Liss told me.

I slowly grabbed the pictures and took one at a time to understand what I was looking at.

Suddenly the air in where Colby and I were, changed drastically, like something cold went between us and made it seem like we were far away from each other.

I didn't understand until I saw the blue hair next to the guy in the picture. He himself had light brown hair, but I remembered Colby had told about him being originally blond.

He told me a lot about Sam when we couldn't sleep at the motel, and about Katrina who I vividly remembered now.

Sam was pale, paler than Katrina in the picture and pale as in dead pale. He wasn't dead though, but black and blue and had blood running down from a wound above his eyebrow. Katrina's face was buried in his neck and you couldn't see her face, but you could clearly see Sam's.

I didn't picture the first time seeing Sam this way, I wanted it out of my head, and I wanted to go in that picture and save him.

There were four others of those. But many of the people on them weren't as bad as Sam's.

"To save Sam?". I asked while putting down the picture of him and looking at the road in front of us.

I could see Colby nod in my peripheral vision since my eyes were blanked out and my thoughts were on Sam and Katrina at the moment.

I don't know what I would've done if this was Violette and since I knew Sam was like a brother to Colby, I let myself feel a bit of empathy with Colby. I don't know what I would do if Violette was being tortured and I wasn't there to save her. Well, I guess that was how it was, since she was in one of the pictures, but she didn't look as bad as Sam and I had just found out, compared to Colby who had known the entire time. He had known that I was the ticket to see his best friend.

"Are you taking me to where he is, or are you exchanging me for information about where he is?"

"The second one. And it's not just Sam.". he said, still keeping his eyes on the road, like he couldn't look me in the eyes, which I understood.

"And Violette? Will you save her too?". I didn't ask pleasing, or sad nor angry. I didn't know the answer, and I didn't know what he knew, so I guess I sounded pretty serious and calm.

"Of course. But I'm not sure I'll be able to look her in the eyes when I do.".

"Where are you taking me?".

I could sense that he wasn't a big fan of telling me, but he eventually said something.

"San Francisco."

"And what do they want with me?"

I had been asking emotionlessly and he had been answering the same way while both of our eyes were at the road in front of us. But Colby couldn't answer the last question without turning around.

He looked me in the eyes, as if he confirmed what I already had been thinking.

"They want me dead, right?"

I took the silence as a yes and turned my head to him like he did before.

I studied him for a second or more and tried to comprehend the weird mixture of emotions I was feeling.