Chapter89

I took my phone out. I wanted to call Heather. I was about to do so when I felt something against the back of my head. My eyes widened. "Don't move," a deep voice said. OH MY GAWD! A gun was pointed at the back of my head. I slowly raised both hands, fear taking over me. Someone then appeared in front of me, all dressed in black and with a mask. They were two. One was behind me with the gun. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" the man laughed, "Christina Welds, huh?" Oh my god. They know my name! "P– please, what do you want?!" "The million!" he retorted angrily. Who were they? How did they know? "P– please! Take the money. Spare my life!" He started laughing. The other joined him too. "Your life?? Oh, Christina prefers to give the money! This is a first! Get the bag," he told the second and pointed the gun at my forehead. I watched the second guy get the bag of money at the back of the car. "I would love to kill you, Christina. But I have better punishment awaiting