The figure of a woman who was currently shaking with fear with sweat dripping down her face when she felt her life was threatened. She never thought he would get a threat that might cost her life. She now thought she was going to die any minute now with her brain pierced by hot lead spewing out of the gun's lip.
'Is this the end of my life? I'd rather be fired from the company for not being able to interview Miss Zelyn than to die a silly death with baseless accusations from this man I've only met twice.'
Feeling scared and confused about what to answer, in the end he chose to remain silent by closing his eyes as the man started counting the numbers one to three. 'Father, mother forgive your daughter who has not been able to make you proud.'
As soon as Daniel's thick lips said the number three, but there was absolutely no answer from the woman in front of him who was resigned, making him frown.
