Myra pushed the door open slowly while signalling to Esme to be prepared.
She could sense around 7-8 people inside. Since Ayla said she lives alone with her father now, she could guess whoever it was, wasn't someone related to her.
'You thought you could run away huh'
'Did you think it would be that easy.'
'Our money isn't something you can just take and leave.'
The voices inside rang in her ears, as she focused and readied her stance.
But before she could take even one step inside, a fireball landed on the place she was standing.
Her figure blurred and she appeared a few steps back.
"You shouldn't have come here, pretty girl" the masked man sneered, his voice cold and menacing.
When the smoke from the earlier blast cleared Myra could see 3 men standing in front of her. One of them who had his face covered in a black mask came forward to ask her.
"Who are you?"
