Arko was amused by Miloni’s sarcasm. But Miloni was not paying attention to him. Her senses were alerted to the faint rustle of leaves. It put her on guard.
“Shhh…” she gestured him to be quiet with her finger and extracted a small pistol from the loop in the trouser at the back of her waist. Arko was stunned to see her wielding the gun and tiptoe towards the garage.
Miloni’s eyes and ears were intent on finding the culprit who was lurking in the shadows. With her gun aimed, she skirted around the bushes.
Arko did not want Miloni to come to harm. If the mugger was close by, he would ensnare Miloni before she stopped him. Hence, Arko too followed Miloni closely. He had grabbed a fork from the tray and with his back to Miloni, he eyed the area for an intruder.
He heard Miloni sigh and c
