Chapter 8: Lost On Roads

Chapter 8: Lost On Roads

Ember Corbin

"It will be wiser if you put the gun down. Don't you think so, Savannah?" Lance uttered coldly.

A shiver ran down my spine hearing his tone. It was the same tone he used when he was playing with the knife over my hand eight days ago. But I shouldn't be scared because this time it wasn't me at gunpoint. Well, technically I was under gunpoint, but I wasn't the one being threatened by Lance.

How did Lance know her name, though? Wait, what was he doing here in the first place when I clearly remember Faith telling me he hated crowds?

When the woman, whom Lance called 'Savannah' didn't lower her gun, I retorted, "See? She isn't wise. If she was, she wouldn't even argue with me in the first place. I mean, do I look like a person who will argue?"

"Shut up," Lance cut me off harshly, and I sealed my mouth. Glaring at Savannah, he repeated for the final time, "Down or trust me, your family won't have a body for you to place in the coffin."

Gulping hard, Sav