Colton
We stood at an obscure corner outside the packhouse, hidden behind large trees so we wouldn't be seen easily. It was late already so the chances of being seen were slim but still, we avoided the open space. We were waiting for Leslie to come out with the promissory notes.
It wasn't easy standing there with our hands tied but Leslie gave us stern warning that no one should follow her in. Of course, the warning was useless to us but for the moment, we had to respect her warning and wait.
“How long has it been?” Samuel asked, his eyes fixed on the round opening five seconds walk away from where we stood.
Fabian glanced at his phone. “Twenty minutes.” He answered.
I wondered if she was fine and okay in the dark. “Shouldn’t we go in and help her out?” Fabian asked with concern.
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