Sari’s POV
Mr. Martin had been hauling me through the entrance of the mall to outside as various curious eyes watched me. Thankfully, they all had their uniforms on which showed that they worked here but that meant I won’t ever find the confidence to visit this place again.
He harshly pushed me in the back seat, slamming the door while he occupied the one beside me with all mighty. Tan was quick to stuff the items in the trunk while I sat there fidgeting with my fingers. Mr. Martin was watching me and I know that. I felt it but wouldn’t dare to look at him especially when he was angry.
His phone buzzed and I heard him answer it. He never said much just things like ‘forward it to me’ and ‘freeze it’ with few ‘hmmm’s.
Inquisitive, I stole glance at him but he had his eyes fixed on me. Hi
