The sound of gunshots rang in the air as the two women crouched down under the table. Samantha and Arya looked at each other, communicating through their eyes.
It was uncertain who the target was between them. Even so, one thing was clear. The perpetrators won't leave until they have got their mark.
Arya's heart was pounding away in her heart. She was panicking inside. Could it be that her identity was discovered? Were they sent by Alex?
That was unlikely. The man never used third parties to deal with her. No matter how many years go by, she was certain that it wasn't his way. Then who was it?
Her gaze fell on her companion whose entire frame was frozen. "I...I think they are here for me. I am not supposed to be alive. I should have died years ago. Look, if you get out of this alive, I need you to do me a favour."