"Let us go. We do not know you." Tom shrugged when a burly man held him by his shirt. His feet did not reach the ground as he frowned at the man but the man only laughed. A dark sinister laugh that churned the stomach of the young child.
He signaled his friends to leave and find sister Bella but his friends were a fool too.
"I do not know you either. But I know the box you are holding. I can feel the presence of money from any corner of the world." the man grinned as he looked at the small box Tom was holding. Tom was clutching on the box as if his life depended on it but the thug did not care.
If needed, he could take the life of the child to get the money. But it would be cumbersome since there was so much crowd.
"If any of you shouted, I will kill this child." He reminded his friends who were standing near the wall while he had blocked their way in the narrow alley. They all looked scared, good! It would be easier this way.
