I could hear very faint voices… surprised I’m still alive. The loudest voice was Ricci’s.
“Mom! Why the hell would you do that?” He panted, grabbing me off the floor. I remained as still as I could; a second bullet wouldn’t be nice.
“Didn’t you want the problem taken care of?” Nathara shouted after Ricci as he scaled through the door with me in his hands. Excuse me, what problem needs to taken care of? “Get back here, Ricci!”
Ricci stopped. I could feel myself losing blood, losing life.
“I don’t know what’s going on, and I honestly don’t want to know. I’m here for my wife and nothing else.” He added before proceeding to the car again.
“What’s going on?” I heard that weird driver’s voice as Ricci and I approached his car. Well, now I know why we drove four hours into the dead wildern
