Bless

Third person p.o.v.

The ride was quiet enough, Meredith was done with the mind games.

She needed to know if she was in danger or not but the man beside her seemed less bothered about her presence than actually having thoughts to kill her.

At a point she was beginning to wonder if it was all a prank from someone or something because nothing seemed to be adding up.

Or making sense.

So, she decided to start the conversation.

“They said my father was looking for me.” She started.

The masked man beside her may have not heard her, or he pretended not to have.

But he definitely did not gratify her with a response.

‘he seemed so chatty earlier, what exactly would she have caused with her silence.’ She thought to herself but decided she should try again later.

She was feeling quite sleepy, but she would mentally strike herself in the head if she even thought of closing her eyes in t