Abigail was all set to ditch the car and make a run for it, but that plan went out the window. She kept driving, pushing forward on the winding road. The place was all mountains and crossroads, a real maze. After an hour of driving and still no end in sight, Abigail was losing her cool.

"Why the hell aren't we outta here yet?!" she yelled, slamming the steering wheel, making the horn blare through the mountains.

Landon, half-asleep in the passenger seat, cracked an eye open and glanced outside.

"Turn left," he mumbled.

Abigail jumped at the sound of his voice. "You're awake?" she asked, turning her head.

Landon just closed his eyes again, too drained to chat.

Abigail pouted but turned the car left. Ten minutes later, they hit three more intersections. "Which way now?" she asked.

"The middle one," Landon said weakly.

"And after that?" she pressed.

"Right," he replied.

Following his directions, the mountains started to shrink, and it looked like they were finally getting out.

Abigail shot him a smirk. "Not so tough now, huh?"

Landon ignored her, as usual.

She kept driving, and though there were a lot of twists and turns, no more intersections popped up. Finally, they broke free through a weed-covered road.

She checked the rearview mirror. From this angle, it looked like a forest with no road in sight.

No wonder it was so hidden. Without Landon, she would've been stuck for sure.

Abigail couldn't help but pat herself on the back for not trying to escape solo.

As she glanced in the mirror, she noticed Landon's crew hadn't followed. Was she free now?

With Landon all banged up, she could totally ditch him.

She pulled over to a hidden spot by the roadside, got out, and walked around to the passenger side. She opened the door and leaned in to check on Landon. Landon's eyes snapped open.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

"Still kicking. Think you'll croak if I leave you here?" Abigail teased.

Landon stared at her, not saying a word or showing any emotion. He didn't seem scared at all.

Abigail reached out and touched him, and finally, his expression changed.

His eyes turned murderous.

She rummaged through his pockets but found zilch.

No phone, no cash, no weapons-nada.

"Why didn't you bring anything?" she asked.

Landon gave her a look that screamed, "Are you serious?"

Abigail then checked the trunk, finding only two cases of water and some first aid supplies-still no money, no phone!

She grabbed a bottle of water, took a swig, and handed one to Landon. He turned his head away, so she placed it in the storage bin. "Abigail," Landon suddenly called out.

She turned, surprised. It was the first time he used her name.

"What?" she replied.

With cracked lips, Landon said, "Give me the bandages."

Abigail paused, her eyes landing on his blood-stained abdomen.

"Scared of dying? Thought you weren't afraid of death," she scoffed.

"To die at your hands would be pathetic," Landon shot back.

Abigail was ticked off. "Do you even get the situation? You're my hostage now! And why would it be pathetic to die at my hands?" Landon, exhausted by her rant, closed his eyes again.