"I can do anything for you later, please take us away from here," Naila said again when she saw the four men who had chased her were now moving back down the sidewalk, towards her place.
Car horns rang out, perhaps because the black sports car was blocking the path of several drivers.
At the same time, the man stepped on the gas leaving four men who were very close to his car.
Naila looked back until the four men disappeared from her sight, then she could feel calm. She breathed a sigh of relief as she slowly breathed in.
"Dave thirsty?" Naila asked the boy who was on her lap.
Who was spoken to just nodded, his breath sounded still ragged, sweat dripping profusely on his forehead?
"Don't give him water, let his breathing return to normal," said the man who suddenly grabbed the bottled water that Naila took out from her bag.
"Very dangerous," he added.
