Brinda
The next evening came quicker than I expected. Still, I haven't found a way to bypass Marshall and his men. Bullet is not home as she had gone on a mission Francesco sent her on.
My legs move faster and faster around the room due to the fact that I was pacing up and down.
Sweat glistened on my face, all the way to my back. Just as I increased the air conditioner, I heard a loud bang on my door.
“Who the hell is that?” I questioned.
Coupled with the issues I was facing, I rushed to open the door only to see Francesco with a smirking expression.
“The hell is me.” He announced, his baritone voice sent chills down my spine.
I rubbed the back of my head as I looked away nervously. “Ehm… How may I be of help to you?” I asked.
“You can help yourself by following me out of y
