CHAPTER 23

We drove into the discarded place. Two men in black stood with their guns in their hands. Paul, my driver looked back at me in fear. I nodded before alighting the car.

When we got down, the two men approached us, one whispered something into the other's ear before pointing his gun at Paul.

"Hey, hold on..." Before Paul could say anymore, one of the men fired the gun at him. I knelt in front of him and place his hands in mine. "Run..." He struggled for words. Blood was already flowing from his forehead. He squeezed a tiny paper and flash drive in my hand before breathing his last.

"Why? Were you so eager to pull your trigger that you couldn't spare this innocent life?"

"I warned you. I told you to come alone but you didn't heed my instruction. Just like little children, when adults make mistakes, some consequences follow."

"Where is Rosie?" I fretted.

"Where's the money?" I scanned the room back and forth before opening the car.