Sitting in the car, Thompson called someone.
Sara didn't care about the people in front of her at all. Although she wasn't used to such an environment, it was necessary for her to indulge herself once in a while.
She went straight to the bar counter, where a man accosted her. The man's greasy eyes swept over Sara. It was only one second, he had found his prey.
"A bottle of whiskey, please." Without raising her head, Sara would left when she finished the bottle.
"Miss, are you drinking? It's my treat." The greasy man next to her said with an evil smile.
Sara ignored him as if she didn't hear him. The noisy voice in the bar annoyed her.
It seemed that it was a mistake to choose to go to the bar. Sara sighed.
A bottle of whisky was served to the bar counter in front of Sara. She had just filled a glass and was about to drink.
"Miss, didn't you hear what I said? Don't be so cold." The man put his hand on Sara's shoulder. If she didn't respond, he would have done something more excessive.
With a frown, Sara poured the glass of wine in her hand on the face of the greasy man, who was instantly sobered up by the cold wine.
It was impossible for such a beautiful woman to drink alone in a bar, but the man was indescribably unhappy.
"You fucking bitch!" The man became angry from embarrassment and seemed to rush up to hit her the next moment.
A hint of coldness flashed through Sara's cold eyes. She had never seen such a rogue before. It seemed that she had to deal with him today.
Looking back lazily, she was about to say something. Just at this moment, several strong men ran out of nowhere. One of them punched the man directly, and then they lifted the man and threw him out of the bar.
The whole process was almost done in one go. With her eyes wide open, Sara was still not used to it.
Then there was no doubt. It was said that the bars didn't have good security, so they would naturally hire some guards. Raising the glass in her hand, Sara looked at the world through the glass.
It turned out that we were just as light as a feather in this world. It turned out that the world was full of chaos and no one would care about each other.
Sara felt heart aching. She used to recover very soon, but now she couldn't.
Some wounds would heal slowly as time went by. As for the other wounds, they would fester as time went by.
Raising her head, she took a gulp of wine. It made her feel uncomfortable from the throat to the heart. It turned out that the person who drank was not fond of alcohol, but did not want to be sober.
When she was sober, she couldn't bear so much pain. She just wanted to paralyze her mind and body with alcohol...
In the darkness in the distance, Thompson was sitting there. This time, he was going to wait for Sara to get drunk. He said that he would definitely get what he wanted. No matter who stopped him, he would do everything he could.
But now, he hadn't done nothing but the girl was almost in his hand.
Thinking of this, he took a sip of the wine happily. Alice was stupid, but she was useful. Besides, Jacob didn't love her, so no one could blame her for what she had done.
Thompson squinted his eyes and observed every move of Sara. From his point of view, her figure was more attractive, and her skin was so white that even a glimmer of light appeared in the dim light.
He even wanted to go over and have a drink with her. But he knew that she wanted to escape from him. However, after tonight, he didn't know if she could still escape.
A smile appeared at the corners of Thompson's mouth. Everything was in the plan. The city was so big. It was so easy to make a person disappear. Therefore, it was just a small matter to hide Sara.
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