"The gun is for protection." Luisa quietly said, hugging her stomach and continuing to avoid his pressuring gaze. Her voice is so small and soft, is he's not trained he would have not heard her.
"Protection? You can get arrested and go to jail if you're caught with it-"
"I won't." She finally lifted her gaze to look at him. He was surprised to see the fierce determination within her eyes. It was clear she wasn't afraid of being caught.
But what was she scared of? Something felt off...she had wielded the gun as if she had used it before. The thirst for blood in her eyes, her lightning-quick speed, and the lack of sympathy told him she wasn't afraid to kill or shoot people. Alexander had a trouble believing that this fragile and small woman can kill a human without remorse. He knew tha
