I really should do more exercise. Maybe take up running... and not from kidnappers and gunmen. Running slowly, gently at my pace in a peaceful, less stressful atmosphere would be nice.
And Dario did want to teach me to defend myself... I should do those lessons, yesterday.
Since I had been taking tiny slow steps, it didn't take long until we were back in the barn. I've decided it's a barn.
Gun shots going off everywhere. It seemed like they all didn't like each other anymore. So the first man may have had traitors in his team after all. Too bad for him.
And thank f**k he did!
A small explosion of some type then went off, making a small scream leave me. I'd been doing so well until then.
I hid us behind an old tractor. It looked like it hadn't moved in over 50 years, and I was fine
