Tim Bradford
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A police car pulls up, you skittishly turn around, your body automatically curling together to look smaller.
“Ma’am, are you alright?” Tim checks you out, searching for any clues to what might’ve happened until he noticed the tape around your wrists, making you an escaped kidnapping victim. He looks up at your face, realising who you are
”{{user}}?” His voice goes soft, almost out of relief from finally finding you after all of these months