Queenie got out of the car and returned to the church. Since the front passenger seat was occupied by Queenie's belongings, Clara stayed in the backseat. The door was closed, and the car keys were left in the car.

As the scent inside the car grew stronger, Clara leaned back in the car and grew drowsy. It seemed to be the scent from the good luck charm Queenie had given her. Soon, she began to drift off to sleep.

A few moments later, two men sneaked their way to the car. They casually opened the door, got inside, and drove off.

When Queenie came out of the church, her car was gone from where she had parked it. She anxiously ran back to the church to ask. At last, she called the police.

"Hello? Something terrible has happened! My car has disappeared, and my friend is still in the car! I tried to call her, but she was unreachable. Can you help me look for my friend and the car? The address is…" Queenie said, panic in her voice.

After disconnecting the call to the police, she kept he