Chapter 70: Help Me, Please
"I will not become a victim again. Never," Nora repeated the mantra in her head as she sprinted through the unfamiliar streets. Panic coursed through her veins, and her heart thundered in her chest.
With a surge of adrenaline, she fought back. Her elbows jabbed, and she fought wildly, using no strategy or specific movements.
Finally, she broke free from the stalker’s grip, her heart pounding, her lungs gasping for air as she tried to get a look at the hooded stalker. But the man’s face was still covered.
Without a second thought, Nora ran, blindly and swiftly. She had no sense of direction, but she didn’t care. She needed to escape, to put as much distance between herself and her assailant as possible. The world around her blurred into a dizzying frenzy of colors and shapes as she fought to put as much distance as possible between herself and the stalker.
Through alleys and across streets, she continued to run. As she looked back, she could see the man running behind her. Her body screamed with exertion, but she didn’t stop until she found herself in a bustling public square, surrounded by curious onlookers. Hoping to get lost in the hustle and bustle, she slowed down her steps, still on the lookout for anyone or anything coming too close to her.
She’d barely caught her breath when she noticed the car, the white van that she had almost been pushed into. Wide-eyed, she hid behind a pole and looked on as two men stepped out of the car...in police uniforms! Her blood ran cold.
How could this be? Was the man who had been stalking her a police officer? Any hope that she had of receiving help from passersby was extinguished. If it looked as if the police were chasing her, she would have no way of escaping.
As frantic thoughts raced through her mind, she looked around carefully, hoping to find a landmark that would tell her where she was. Her breath escaped raggedly as she peeked at the two men, looking around. She was in the opposite part of the town. The only way she could reach Grandpa William was if she hailed a cab.
Once again, she peeked around the pillar to get a sense of the stalker’s location and nearly jumped out of her skin when she found neither man around the van. Had they spread out to look for her?
As someone passed her by, she heard someone mention Frost Industries and looked up with renewed hope. Yes. This was downtown, and Demetri’s office was probably located in this locality. If she could reach him... hurriedly she searched the location on the map. Her breath released in a whoosh when she realized that she was barely a few meters away from the headquarters of Frost Group of Industries.