C85 CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR

Enya pov

As soon as I reach the border, my eyes scan the surroundings. At first glance, nothing seems out of place until something catches my attention. I'm not exactly at the spot. Not yet. I ran to the place the patrol discussed with Aros, not the place where those fuckers actually met Vincent. I know they took him; I can feel that he's in trouble. I have no idea how I know that