She nodded her head, "Well, it's about the fire."
Adria turned to look at the already ruined barn.
"Yeah! that. Don't worry, we'll figure it out."
He placed a kiss on her forehead.
she nodded lightly. A few minutes later, Adria was done with the car. Helen went back into the house. Through the search of some old clothes, she found a long sleeve dress.
She didn't know which of the three men it belonged to, or maybe another one of their victims.
Either ways she wore it and left.
They still at least fifty kilometers back to the capital to cover.
Adria took some supplies from the store and soon enough, they were on their way.
Adria drove while Helen sat by his side. It was a starry night. As he drove, he couldn't help but gaze at Helen from time to time.
Adria was not such a good guy. He had had crazy sensual adventures before. But nothing like this one.
No! This one was entirely on a different level.
