Author's POV
CHRISTA was still dragging Gianna away when suddenly, an ear deafening sound of alarm which sounded more like a police siren filled the entire estate.
And just like a flash, so many armed men started trooping in from every corner of the estate marching towards the gate.
The elderly chauffeur who saw everything that just transpired hurried out of the tinted car, and headed towards aunt Christa.
Christa's heart pounded loudly, she immediately calculated to drop off Gianna, race into her car, and zoom off.
But before she could take a step she was surrounded by more scary men who looked deadly than the previous guy she had encountered earlier.
She rashly let go of the unconscious Gianna who fell to the floor, but before her fragile body could kiss the floor, she was caught
