Chapter 3

Sandra's POV

When I woke up, the first thing I did was to check myself. I was relieved to see that I am still properly dressed, that too in my own clothes and there is no sign of molestation or rape. I released a sigh of relief. I noticed that my cellphone which was in my pants pocket is missing .There is no sign of my portfolio. But that didn't concern me as much. I was wearing black office pants, white crepe blouse and a black coat over the blouse. None of my clothes are missing. My emerald ring, gold tops are still there.

My mother gifted me the ring on my eighteenth birthday and the gold tops on my 25th last year. Nothing except my phone is missing. It means that the kidnappers didn't want money.

It only means that the purpose of my kidnapping is neither money nor for molestation, they might have some other purpose. Maybe they kidnapped me to get some ransom money.

Suddenly I remembered the names of Scorpion and Phoenix mafia which I heard just before passing out. My mind started working and I got lots of obsessive thoughts like maybe a handsome mafia boss fell in love with me.( Hahaha....Note the sarcasm.)

After I thought about the mafia I discarded the option of the mafia kidnapping me for ransom because we aren't rich. There is no way I was kidnapped for some revenge purpose as well. None of my family members ever had contact with the mafia, not even with a small town gang.

If I don't take the mafia into account, maybe the kidnappers were just merely talking about some mafia and my kidnapping may not be related to the mafia.

I really regretted not going straight home. If I had gone home straight after the interview, this might not have happened.

Then another thought came to my mind that the three men who kidnapped me might want to sell me for money or gift me to their boss or some powerful person. But that thought too went away as I am not a beauty, never have been one .

Describing myself I would say I am 5'8" tall girl , chubby face and a little chubby body with long hips length wavy hairs which are now tied in a bun, small almond shaped green eyes, slim lips. I am a girl with normal looks.

Then why did they kidnap me ??

I stopped thinking about the reasons behind my kidnapping. My biggest concern now is my whereabouts, so I decided to look around to find out where I am right now. I am sure my parents had already noticed that I am missing. They might be searching for me. So I just have to do something just to get myself enough time so that my parents can get to me.

I really miss my parents. I want to cry.

The moment I looked up my heart shuddered with fear when I saw what was in front of my eyes. And what I saw gave me an answer to my question which is "Why am I kidnapped ? ".

Looking in front of me, my hopes to see my parents again have started to drop now.

Looking in front of me with my eyes wide open, I unconsciously clench my hands in fear. I shut my eyes tightly.

Sandra , you are okay. It's just a bad dream. You are still in your bed. Wake up. When you open your eyes you will still be in your room. Calm down. It's just a nightmare. Nothing else. You are okay.

I repeated in my mind that It's just a nightmare. When I opened my eyes......nothing changed. It's not my room. It's not a nightmare. It's........ reality.

There are more than 20 young women in front of me. All of them are around my age. All the young women, including me, are locked inside something like a room but it isn't a room made of concrete. The walls are made of metal, I think they have locked us inside a metal container , the one they showed in movies for human trafficking of females, which is usually used for import and export purposes .

A few of them are conscious and the rest are still unconscious. I think they all have been drugged and kidnapped just like how I was kidnapped. Those who are awake are confused but calm.

They don't look scared at all. I told myself to calm down as being scared is not going to help me either. It took me some time to calm my heart. I breathed in and breathed out several times just to calm myself. Now I felt calmer than before, so I started looking around me to understand the exact situation.

I may look like I am calm but inside I am crying in fear.

I tried to hear any voice from outside the container by putting my ear against the container wall but all in vain. It seems the walls are too thick. I couldn't hear anything so I stopped trying .

I decided to look around myself . I noticed that all the girls except me had heavy makeup on their faces. All of them are foreigners. The makeup made their faces look seductive. I am the only one with no makeup.

I find it strange .

It's like the abductor has interest only in foreigners . If it is so then that explains my kidnapping because I'm of mixed race .

My father's an Indian while my mother is from America. They had a love marriage. I took after my mom , so I don't look Indian .

My stomach grumbled with hunger , I only had breakfast just before I left for the interview. Since I'm hungry it means a long time has passed since my abduction. It might be evening now or may be close to midnight .

I felt helpless.

I miss my parents, my home, my bed. I miss everything. I am praying to god that my parents find me soon. Since I can't do anything, I decided to close my eyes.

After a few moments of closing my eyes I felt like I'm floating on water. You can only notice this when you are not distracted by other thoughts. That's the reason I didn't feel it when I was analyzing everything that happened to me. This made me think, am I traveling on ........water ? I opened my eyes in surprise. The kidnappers are sending us far away by waterways ??

They are going to send us to a different country or might be ........... a different continent. I released a long sigh as I felt like crying.

I regret not learning how to fight. My mother would ask me every time to join some classes. She would always say that it would be for my own safety but I would always come up with excuses.

If I had learned some moves, I might not have been kidnapped today, the situation would have been different then.

But it's too late to regret. I am now kidnapped and I feel like the reason is either for prostitution or maybe illegal body organ trafficking. I don't know which one is the exact reason but it's either one of them.

I can't think of anything else.

I promised myself at that moment, if I left unscathed from this situation then I am going to join some classes either boxing, taekwondo, kickboxing, or anything.