Bella POV
I looked at the clock every few seconds, urging it to move faster so I could call Jemma and tell her if she didn't come out right away, she would be left. When the clock finally said it had been a half hour I called Jemma. When she didn't answer I looked out onto the street and say a man running towards the car. My hand fumbled for the lock key and my heart pounded when I realized this was my Grandma's car and I had no idea where it was. It was a fancy car BMW with black leather interior and cushy seats.
The windows were tinted, so I didn't know if the man could see me or not. He opened the passenger car door, hopped in and turned towards me as I let out a little shriek.