Chapter 156

Her phone was sitting on the table.

Worried about Nikita, she didn't waste time trying to figure out Santino's game. She grabbed the phone, opened the door, and rushed out.

She was in a high-rise apartment building, on the top floor. She took the elevator down to the ground level, but there was no sign of Nikita.

A thought struck her, and she got back in the elevator and went to the underground parking garage. The moment the doors opened, she saw it: a black sedan parked in the distance, its four hazard lights flashing.

She cautiously approached the car and saw someone inside. It was Nikita, bound and gagged, a blindfold over her eyes.

Latisha yanked open the car door and jumped in. Nikita heard the noise and started making muffled, angry sounds.

Latisha pulled the blindfold from her face. Nikita stared at her, too shocked to even struggle. Then Latisha quickly untied the ropes on her hands. The moment she was free, Nikita ripped the tape from her mouth.

"Latisha? How are you here?"

Latisha leaned down to untie her feet before looking up. *What happened?* she signed.

Nikita frowned, trying to piece it together. "I got an anonymous text late the other night. It said you were in danger, that you would die if I didn't come. I figured it was worth checking out, just in case. When I got to your house, I found you in the storage closet. You were unconscious."

Her voice grew heated. "I was so angry. I decided I had to get you out of there, away from that bastard. I didn't care if Clifford came after me. I left the divorce papers for him and carned you out. I was trying to find a clinic when the same person contacted me again. He said he'd arranged for a doctor and gave me an address."

She had driven there, carried Latisha to the meeting spot, and then someone had hit her from behind. The next thing she knew, she was

tied up and blindfolded. They hadn't hurffet,

hurt her, but she had no idea how

long she'd been held captive.

“What is going on?” Nikita asked, grabbing Latisha's hand. “Who kidnapped us? Did they do anything to you?"

Latisha pressed her lips together. She couldn't tell Nikita the truth; she couldn't drag her any deeper into this mess.

Nikita's eyes fell on her forehead, where dried blood was visible at her hairline. "You're hurt?"

Latisha shook her head.

*I fell,* she signed. *I don't know who the kidnapper was. He messaged me and told me you were down here.*

"That's so weird. What does this person want?"

Latisha looked at her friend, her

heart heavy. No matter what Sanet wanted, if they went back nowe!???

Clifford would destroy Nikita,

She gripped Nikita's hand, her expression serious. *Nikita,* she signed slowly, *let's leave Etherea City.*