Lena
The amount of fear that coursed through me and was still holding me couldn't be measured. I felt my stomach churning and my legs getting weaker with each passing second. In all my twenty-one years of life, I have never even in my dreams had the thought of getting into the hands of dangerous people, and talk more of real life. However, here I was face to face with dangerous men with guns. I don’t know what connection Uncle has with them. God knows chills ran down my spine when he mentioned killing without blinking an eye. It took my mind back to the gun I saw him with. It made me wonder whether he was into an illegal business. Maybe a mafia.
The curiosity was killing me with each second. I don't know what item the people came for. My eyes were fixed on the closed door of the strang
