We arrived at the house an hour later and went up to the gate carefully. It was wide open, a sign that someone had broken in. The security men were lying on the ground, their heads in pools of blood as they had been shot in the head and neck. Shrinking back, I gasped with shock and distress, the sight of dead bodies made me violently sick. James patted my back, consoling me. Nathan picked up two loaded guns that belonged to the dead security men and handed one to James.
“Stay here.” he told me worriedly.
“Please, I want to come with you.” I said, holding on to his hand. Nathan eyed me sympathetically before kissing my forehead.
“It’s not safe, Sophia. I promise I will be back.” He said, caressing my face.
“I don’t want to be alone out here.” I pouted with fright; tears running down my
