Chapter 17 In The Clutches Of A Killer

• Jasmine’s P.o.v
• I held the note in one hand as I sat in the corner of a coffee shop, nursing the lukewarm cup of coffee in front of me with the other hand. I re-read the letter I found in our apartment, and I could tell my mother had been kidnapped by Mateo. I sob as I read every word written in the letter that says: with love, Mateo.
• “I’m so sorry, Jasmine,” Rachel who is sitting in front of me in the coffee shop said, her voice cracking with emotion. “I never meant for this to happen. This is my entire fault!”