A chill goes through my veins. Why am I here? What would he want me here for? He could have simply brought me here without the pretext, so why trick me?
I get out of the car and stand there a moment, waiting for one of the men to motion to...
A chill goes through my veins. Why am I here? What would he want me here for? He could have simply brought me here without the pretext, so why trick me?
I get out of the car and stand there a moment, waiting for one of the men to motion to...