The men followed closely, and Max Andrews crouched down unexpectedly in the crowd to escape, which bought him some time, but after all, there were three of them.
She hid all the way and finally avoided them to the second floor, but the situation was not optimistic-swearing voices sounded behind her, and it was clear that they had found her path and would soon catch up.
The second floor was full of boxes. Max Andrews ran for a while. There was no time for her to make a better choice. She found one and pushed the door in.
The box was lively, and her arrival gave the atmosphere a moment of silence.
Many eyes fell on her, and Max Andrews' heart beat too fast from his escape, and the temperature on his face rose.
The first time she met such a straightforward robber, she did not know why the other party came to her, but she knew very well that the consequences of falling into their hands would not be very good.
She doesn't want to die yet.