Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey novel Chapter 220

She covered her mouth and made vomiting noises from time to time, thus she did not have time to declare herself.

"Please move to the middle seat," The bald man finally said. "He has a fetish for cleanliness. Please forgive."

"I can understand," She said, clutching her mouth. She bent over and shifted to the left seat in the middle strenuously.

"There seems to be a car following us, Nate." The man in the passenger seat looked in the rearview mirror and said to the bald man.

She pursed her lips and looked back. They were followed by a Volkswagen. She was neither familiar with the car model nor the plate number. She frowned slightly, and there was more sweat in her palm.

The bald man turned into the sidewalk, pulling over and slowly stopping, he said to the man in the passenger seat, "Get out of the car and see what's going on."

The man said yes, opened the door and got off.

Angela looked at the open door, her heart beating fast, but it was too difficult to escape from the front passenger's seat under the supervision of four men.

"Nate, I can't stand the smell. I'll leave the rest to you!" The man, who was obsessed with cleanliness, withstood his nausea, stepped over the vomit, and patted the door on the right side, “Open this door, Nate.”

Angela lowered her head, and put her sweating hand on the door handle.

"Go down from the front." The bald man looked at Angela and said.

She frowned and had to watch the man walking a few more steps and got off through the door of the passenger seat side.

"The shoes were thrown into the Volkswagen. I lost several hundred dollars." After a while, the man in the passenger seat came back and closed the door.

The car restarted and got on highway. Angela speculated the direction they were going, she could only be sure that it was not going to the airport or the railway station.

"You will take me to the eastern suburb prison, won’t you?" Her voice was shaking when saying those three words.

There was no response. She was shivering, and she had to squeeze her words. "What are you going to charge me with? Why did you send me there? "

"I've made it very clear to you that we are taking orders to send you there. We don't know anything else." said the bald man.

She lowered her head, thinking of the two years she spent in prison, her eyes were gloomy, and even the scar on her eyebrow was stained with anger.

"What are you doing?" The man in the last row yelled.

But almost at the same time, Angela took off the stud on her right ear, and quickly put one hand around the bald man's neck and the other hand against his temple, "Stop the car!"

She can't go back to that prison. She would rather die than went back to the prison.

The bald man was not flustered at all, “Do you really believe that you could hurt me with your ear studs?”