Erica could hear her heart beating fast as she moved closer to the old man, leaving him with no breathing space.
"And I saw that man on TV... they are saying he kidnapped that Abby girl, so I had no option," he cried out.
" What did you do?" Erica asked, holding his hands in anxiety.
"I moved the vehicle," the man replied.
Erica Nervously moistened her lips as Michael moved away from the door, his heart beating.
"Where to?"
"The fields behind... the building, the apartment... I thought there was a bomb waiting to blow up when you returned. I watched a certain killer on the ID channel…" he tried explaining, but a very impatient Erica interrupted him.
"Which fucking field?"
He walked to her window and pointed at the fields he was talking about.
Both Erica and Michael ran to the window.
The entire back of her apartment was undeveloped land with abandoned old vehicles and scrap metal. She usually never paid attention to it.
