The man's lips curled into a smug sneer as he reached out and grabbed Eleanor Bishop tightly. "Let you go? You think that's possible?"
Her face pale with terror, Eleanor Bishop twisted her head toward the main road and screamed, "Someone, help me! Help!"
"Bitch! Shut up!" Seeing Eleanor screaming, the man yanked her hair hard, forcing his face close to hers. "If you don't want to die, come with me quietly!" he snarled. "Otherwise, I'll fucking kill you!"
His words sent another shiver of fear through Eleanor. "What do you want? I don't have any money. Kidnapping me is useless."
"Who said I wanted money?" The man thought she was an idiot.
"Then what do you want?" Eleanor had already started to cry, her voice a low sob.
'Why am I so unlucky…'
"Hahaha, interesting. You think money is the only thing people get kidnapped for?"
