The sound of the pot exploding in a single gunshot nearly makes me sh*t my pants. I close my eyes, and in a split-second of pure terror, I honestly consider changing my mind. While I know that Jack is dangerous, I was still holding on to hope that he was just bluffing with the sniper threat.
However, I remind myself what that gunshot really means: My loved ones are in serious danger and that is why I cannot dally any longer. I have to go now.
As everyone rushes to where the broken pot now lies in shattered pieces, Lila’s eyes follow me helplessly as I slip in the opposite direction. I wave my hand and gesture for her to stay in her room, to pretend I’m there with her during the commotion.
However, I freeze in my tracks as one tenacious young warrior apparently refuses to move away from
