Alexandra wanted to disappear—just to vanish off the face of the earth, possibly even die. Anything would be preferable to this moment; anything would be preferable to having to face Diablo, with his reddened eyes filled with hatred and pain.
The sight alone was enough to make Alexandra break down into tears. Never in her life had she prayed for this moment, but there was nothing that could be done. It was time.
Diablo looked almost insane. His eyes were wide, red, and crazy. He clenched his gun so tightly that Alexandra thought it would crumble under his mighty grasp.
Her heart skipped a beat when Diablo spoke again. "I said, where are you going?" He spoke in a way a deranged serial killer would, but wasn't that what he was already?
