Don’t Kill Me

Naya couldn’t tell why the bag was so heavy, but she knew she had to do what she was told. She was trembling nervously and each step she took spoke a ton. The bag was very heavy and it was difficult to tell what was inside. She was even too scared to check.

“Remember not to freaking look back!” The lady roared behind her. The rain had stopped falling and Naya’s slippers slipped as she walked.

“Is that the parcel?!” A masked guy hurried to her with a gun pointed to her. “Are you the delivery person?!”

She wasn’t even sure of what to say. She nodded sharply and handed the parcel to him without a word. He looked around to be sure no one was looking before opening the bag to check what was inside. Very impressed by what he saw, he smiled and turned to Naya with a smirk.

“Where is Gold Face?” He asked her with a harsh tone.

“What?!” She was confused.

“Where is fucking Gold Face?! Do you not understand what I am saying?!” He roared in anger.

This was getting very intense. What the hel