Brinda
I held onto the briefcase in my right hand like my life depended on it as I moved around the people finding their way to their different destinations on the streets.
The past few days of my life have been nothing but hell. Francesco wouldn't control the devil inside him and I had been a pawn to his dark side. All he did was to punish me just for trying to seduce him.
I am bothered with two things though. One, he hasn't asked for the crypt key nor has he taken a step that is hideous because I have kept my eyes on him the whole f*****g time. Two, there has been no attack or signs of Marshall even while I tried to track him down.
Where could he be hiding?
I glanced at the timer in my head. Just five minutes left. I have to deliver the goods in the briefcase and leave the area
