The Accident

"If I die today,don't cry cursing our fate.

Just open your arms and feel the winds that I am sending your way"

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Amara pov

"She failed her mission. She is of no use to us now."

Said David,to the person on the phone.

His angry stare fixed on me.

"Yes,we have to go underground for some days"

He looked at one of his guards and ordered them to take me to a separate car.

I refused to protest,too lost trying to digest all that happened inside.

But still I knew of one thing for sure.

The meaning of the word'of no use'

It is not freedom.

Never.

It is much worst that it,something that can shut one's mouth forever.

Something that can end Alessa Rousseau forever.

A black cloth was tied on my eyes and I could feel ropes binding my wrists.

I was made to sit inside the car,and I could hear the driver talking to David.

"Make it look natural and somewhere far away. You can cross the borders for all I care but make sure the work is done."

His next words