Z A R A
"I—" I was about to begin but Frank cuts me off.
"The traffic was—" but he also pauses.
Alejandro pulls out his gun, pointing it at Frank's legs, "Traffic was what?" His eyes are cold, calculating... downright evil. All the blood drains from my face, my heart beating at an uncontrollable speed.
"Alejandro!" I accidentally yell out.
He whips his head in my direction, his eyes even colder than before, "What?"
"It was m-my fault. I'm s-sorry, it won't h-happen again," I didn't sound convincing, my voice is shaking too much. I don't sound convincing, not because I'm afraid, but because it wasn't my fault but it wasn't Frank's fault either!
Frank's eyes widen as if I made a big mistake.
"Really? Not only are you late, but you also decide to lie in order to save another man?" Hi
