The reporter struggled as he was taken in the parking lot.
"Hey! Let me go. This is a crime. I will report it. You do not know who i am!" he warned but the men did not hear him. They kept dragging him and covered his face with a black cloth.
He could hear the engine but it stopped too early. He was dragged out like a dog and then forced on the ground to kneel.
The black cover was finally taken off his face. A man was sitting on a large leather chair in front of him.
"Where is he?" he asked in a lazy but dark voice.
"Who… who are you asking about?" The reporter started to struggle but he could not move. He realized that his body was turning heavier. How? They did not give him anything to swallow or inject anything in her.
