THIRTY SEVEN: SAVING THEM

She gently stroked the gun on my face. Gosh. This is really crazy. "But before I do that. I'll put you first, you are a sinner that should be --you should be put in a coffin alive!" she said. And she untied me from the chair, and I took it as a chance to push her. And get out of this room. I need to find my daughter. But before I could go out, she grabbed and pulled my hair again. Shit. So I kicked her hard. "Look, Leysa. Where are you going?" "You look better. Where did you take my daughter!" I kicked her again… but this time enough to make her lay down in the floor and let go of me. While she was still laying down I took the chance to run out. But I suddenly stopped when I heard her pull out a gun. "All right, try to take a step. I'll make sure your skull explodes by chance. You're going to die, while you haven't saved your child yet." I am not making a move -not because I am afraid she will shoot me but I am afraid I will not be able to save my daughter. I felt she was behin