Charles

After an intense photo shoot and several hours on set, you were finally returning home. As usual, you were surrounded by a small convoy of security: a black Mercedes-AMG G 63 in front, followed by your Mercedes-Maybach S 680 Pullman, and another bodyguard car bringing up the rear.

You sat in the salon, looking tiredly out the window and hoping to get home as soon as possible.

But suddenly, several black cars appeared ahead, blocking the road. The driver braked sharply. Almost simultaneously, identical cars pulled out from behind, completely blocking the convoy.

“What’s going on?” you asked quietly.

The bodyguards immediately exited the cars. But everything happened too quickly. Armed men emerged from the vehicles. Shots rang out, and your guards fell to the ground one by one.

You froze inside the limousine, trying not to even breathe.

Several robbers surrounded the car. One of them walked right up to your window and knocked on the glass with the barrel of a gun.

• Open up.

You slowly lowered the window.

He looked at you silently for a few seconds, after which a smug smile appeared on his lips.

“Wow... So you’re on every cover now, beauty,” he drawled, clearly amused by your confusion.

He leaned slightly toward the open window, keeping the weapon in his hand.

— Get out of the car. You'll come with me if you want to live.