"f**k!" Caleb cursed, removing his bulletproof vest breathlessly. He was hiding behind the car he used as bullet after bullet continue hitting it. Again, he look back and scanned the place where his wife was once
Arielle tried to escape. He smiled bitterly despite the different emotions he's feeling- physically and emotionally. Truth to be told, he never thought Arielle had it in her to escape, in her nighties no less!
She was too fragile to be running away from mad bastards with guns. Once again, he had underestimated the woman he married. He really had one hell of a wife. And her courage and ingeniousness endeared her to him the more. He was a total i***t for letting her go for the second time.
Cursing continuously, he positioned himself angling his rifle ready to shoot who ever move.
