Crystal
I took a few steps backward and all the hood members retreated. We all waited for Jerome's command in order to strike.
As soon as the attackers drew to our spot, they retreated.
From the squad, two of them; hefty and fierce in their masked faces, stepped forward to face Jerome.
I felt a slitter of fear cut through the lower part of my stomach. Who were these people?
Where do they come from and what do they want? I asked several questions in my head.
I prayed and hoped silently that nothing happened to Jerome. He was at the front once again even though the leader had ordered Fiona to be the lead.
I promised to let the leader know every single thing when we returned to the hood.
I must tell him that his orders were defaulted again.
It hurt me that Jerome
