“She said she doesn't want to go with you,” Zetch came and pushed the man away from her. He was looking angry. That man was about to fall.
“Who the hell you are?” He shouted at Zetch, and was about to walk over to him. Ava saw Zetch pulling his gun out of his pocket.
“Come here, I will tell you who I am,” Zetch said, pointing his gun towards him. He got scared, and his friends did too. They all ran away from there in a heartbeat.
They all run away, but Ava’s eyes were fixed on Zetch’s gun and dangerous face. He turned to look at her. He was looking angry. He looked at her up and down. Her dress was totally torn.
“Go and sit in my car,” he ordered, putting his gun back in his pocket.
“Why?” she asked, getting away from him.
“Because I said so. Don't dare to ask me any question
