“'I miss you' will certainly do, Stacia.” He grinned, showing his confidence that has always been faked.
He walked towards me with those raven eyes locked on my grey ones. His right hand firmly holding a gun, the other one loading it with ammos. I can sense his eagerness a few steps away from me— he's more than willing to kill.
“How did you know, Harvey?” I asked still puzzled.
He smiled and poked the tip of my nose just like what he's always doing. “Couldn't let you sneak around that easily.”
I panicked when I saw Duncan grabbing a gun from behind. Being ordered by my father, he fired at us relentlessly.
“Behind that truck!” Harvey exclaimed trying to shoot back at Duncan.
As I ran, I grabbed a gun from one of my father's men who's lying dead on the floor. I know I'd be needing o
