Chapter 179: Cindy is Taken

As consciousness waned, Cindy caught a glimpse of a waiting vehicle, its darkened windows offering no solace. The last vestiges of awareness clung to the haunting image of the masked figure dragging her limp form toward the waiting car. When Cindy regained consciousness, the world around her had shifted. The confined space of the car suffocated her, the air heavy with an unfamiliar scent. As her senses slowly reawakened, she found herself bound, her wrists and ankles secured with unforgiving restraints. Panic surged anew, her surroundings blurred as fear consumed her. The dim light within the car revealed the cold truth – Cindy was a captive, torn from the sanctuary of her bookstore and thrust into a nightmare. The car's engine hummed in the background, its rhythmic vibrations a stark reminder of her captivity. Cindy's breaths came in shallow gasps, the confined space amplifying her sense of helplessness. The masked figure, now visible without the cover of shadows, sat stoically be