“Wow, gorgeous,”
The man’s drool nearly dribbled out of his
mouth when he got his first look at
Wendy.
However, soon after, his features twisted
themselves together into a creepy
expression as he raised his arm and
revealed the pistol he held. He pointed the
muzzle against Wendy’s head and
grinned as he said, “Hey gorgeous. I bet
you don’t want to die when you’re so rich
and good-looking, right? So, put your
phone down.”
Wendy quietly set her phone aside. She
was still cool as a cucumber despite
having a gun to her head.
“I don’t care who sent you, or what you
want to do. I can give you ten times the
amount you were initially paid, and I
promise I won’t have you pursued.”
Wendy had already realized she was in
trouble when the car was forced to pull
over, and when the tattooed man pulled
out his
gun,
she knew that things were
rapidly approaching a situation which she
had no control over.
The first thing she did was think about. who had sent them.
Her first suspect was Anna. After all, Anna had invited her on a night out, and no one else before this knew she would be out at this hour. Moreover, Anna had a motive. for doing so.
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