Laila POV
I stopped hearing their voices at some point. Guess they had to be just in case someone was in the neighborhood.
The closet was uncomfortable and since the noise had died down, I decided to come out. Maybe I could find something to defend myself instead of hiding in here like a scared little mouse.
My search for a weapon earlier had been unsuccessful. Maybe I didn’t search well before.
As I tried to get out of the closet, my hand touched something. Something hard and cold. What could that be?
I came out and turned on the lights and that was when I realized it was a hammer.
Thank God.
What was the hammer doing in the closet? Well, it didn't matter as long as I had a weapon to defend myself. Held the hammer close to my chest and sat on the bed waiting for the men to come
