CHAPTER 55
Melisca positioned her dagger to his neck, his skin barely touching the sharp blade. "Try pulling anything out. Your heart would be next." She warned, looking to his eyes that had bulged in shock. The syringe gun had fallen from his hand. He swallowed hard. She can even hear it.
His beating organ was too loud and too near for her. And his breath was shaking.
She moved her left hand to reach for his gun to the side holster and took it out. Tilting her head to the side of his neck, she can see the other guy far ahead. He was stealthily trying to get something from his pockets, but eyes were at her. He immediately raised both his arms in surrender. She pointed the gun at him, aiming to the pocket where his hands were going just seconds ago.
Bang!
