The human figure is barely visible in the rearview mirror.
Because the light here is comparatively dark, the only thing detectable is a strange aura in the car.
The sharp dagger at her neck is almost nicking the hair at her temples.
There is a faint smell of blood chaotically racing through her olfaction.
"Don't move, dare to make even a slight movement, and I'll sever your carotid artery right now!" The voice from behind is extremely menacing, it's a man.
Yvonne Finley lowers her eyelashes, her voice is calm: "What do you want? Money?"
"Drive, leave this place, there are security guards at the entrance, I suggest you better not play any tricks, drive according to my route."
The voice is quite steady and does not sound like someone who robs in desperation, unnervingly experienced.
Now, Yvonne Finley believes him.
This man is definitely not good-natured, whatever he says, he will do.
She pressed her lips and started the car.