The running footsteps and sailor curses were close to the room and my heart was beating loudly. Worried that it would give away my place, I pressed both my palms on my chest; to muffle the sound.
The door slammed opened and my breathing rugged.
“Wherever you are, come out!” they called making me rethink of my decision.
Slowly backing off the door and beside the pantry, I prayed to whatever super-entity that was watching me from above for help.
“Search around!” one ordered and the other one started rummaging threatening that the consequences wouldn’t be good.
They planned to shoot me till there wasn’t any place left in my body for another bullet and I closed my ears not wanting to hear any of it.
I was too scared but mostly for my baby that was hidden behind the tiny space of the he
