Owen started to make calls using the burner phone I gave him when I left the house. I walked back home like I didn't have a care in the world. Like nothing ever happened today. Hands in my pocket while my head is lowered. I don't want to get any attention from any one, at all. It will only endanger me and will give, whoever is behind all this, something to use against me. I was halfway to my house when all of a sudden, someone was blocking my way. I sighed, judging from the shadow, it's a guy. A huge guy. What does he want? I looked up and saw a guy who seems to be in his mid-thirties, a thick pointe goatee, strong facial features and was wearing a business attire. What business does he want with me? Better leave before anything bad happens. "Um, you're blocking my way.I really have somewh
