. It’s a Rolex brand. And I attempted to convince myself that everything was okay until I noticed two short guns that he had laid out on the bed. I freeze. My bones

ns

again as I gazed up into his eyes once more, which

ner, the compromising place where we crashed on each other, and now the guns... I ought to have trusted what my gut said. These guns are a testament that he is a dangerous person,

I should have demanded that he leave me back there. I should have known better than to follow him. Now here I am, trapp

my back, but I don't worry about those. I'm twitching hysterically. I avert my eyes before th

ential harm. The fear of what lies ahead from this point on, the unknown. And the resentment I felt after being betrayed. The frustration of my unyielding, desperate search for my

ster. I can not be trapped in the world of these cr

ou hun

er I scour the tears that were making his image vague. Now we are close, with nothing obscuring us. “But I am thirsty!” I add that she is bold, like a bitch who just lost

me, and I maintain my ground. Fear is a luxury that I should avoid in this pressing, desperate situation. “It was your cheating boyfriend who had you

unded, cocking my

o

av

hat matter. I think I can presume that at this point. I mean,

s he know all that? “You are one of them,” I remark, searching his f

find her out there. To find and rescue her. I can't allow myself to become a captive of these goons. I ought to make an effort to take action to rescue

our head right now!” He warns, as if reading my mind. Well, that is the nature of criminals, right?

d my gaze back to him. “Just let

y for anyone. Only when they witness the culprits wallowing in despair do criminals get thrilled

ot your bu

uppress my need to speak, but I still can't let this man win. “You became my business the moment you fell in my arm

I am sure Daniel and his whore are fuming mad right now after learning that I slipped out of them. That will be the

w?” He startles me, sounding li

ividuals, particularly Daniel, who is a key player in my sister's and my case. I would love to know what more he knows.

icating my already complicated situation. I should perhaps follow my mind and try to get a hold of the gun. Having him at gunpoint would surely sec

ant to die at this time. I

, where will you

nal. I will go where I would be right now if you did not catc

into hyster

hter again and wriggling his head incessantly as though I had just uttered the comical nonsense of the century. I have never felt the lev

ant to kill them all! Daniel and