198 Where Is He?

(Winona)

I look around the front and try the huge metal door, but it doesn’t budge. I’m super nervous in case he surprises me. He can’t be trusted. I know that. I don’t know why he wants me here. I just know why I want to be here.

I don’t even want to listen to one poison word from his mouth. I’m going to shoot first and ask questions later. Get rid of him forever and then I can breathe. I can live without fear of him.

Walking away from my past forever will never happen while he’s alive.

There’s an alleyway down one side and I grip the gun in my hoodie pocket and walk carefully down there. I see a doorway. A side door. It’s ajar, a dark gap in the otherwise solid wall.

I push it open and step inside, the musty smell hitting me immediately.

I stop, it’s darker than I’d like. I should’ve brought a torch. I could use my cell phone, but I don’t want to drop it and I might need both hands for the gun. My eyes adjust to the light level as I move quietly inside.

My eyes scanning, every inch