The man that stood over Calista brought his phone out of the pocket and dialed a number, "She's down."
A female voice replied, "That's good, bring her in." He nodded and picked Calista up like she weighed nothing. In no time, they were off to the land of nowhere.
He was merely a messenger, but the man knew Calista was a n innocent soul caught in a fight of more than two powerful people. He was nothing but an errand boy and he valued his life, otherwise, he would have helped her.
As the woman that sent him emerged with a sick smile on her face, the man pulled, knowing Calista was in for a treat. "This is the bitch that threatens my happiness, not so my now." She cackled with her soft voice.
Being a villain doesn't really suit her, but that was the life she was born into and the only one she knew to survive.
