I tapped one foot against the other just making sure the knife was still hidden in my sock. Then I quickly pulled out my phone to call Steve. I was about to step back into cafe when I heard someone call to me. I spun round to see someone in a black hoodie headed towards me. But not someone, Micheal. The farmer I first met when doing business here. “Michael?” I questioned out loud.
“I’m so sorry.” Was all I heard before someone grabbed me from behind and put a cloth with a foul smelling chemical odour over my mouth. I tried to kick and scream but it worked too quickly. My body relaxed and everything went dark.
My head was pounding. It was so sore I could barely open my eyes. I tried to lift my hand to my head but they were tied. I looked down to see my hands cable tied together. I hissed
