Chapter 75

Sarah

The shots don't stop, and I don't have my weapons. The police didn't let me keep any. Idiots. And now? How I defend myself.

Oreo looks at me without realizing what's going on. He never comes inside, and now I'm here clinging to him in the kitchen.

As suddenly as the shots started, they stopped.

I wouldn't know if the Interpol men won or if they were lying dead on the ground.

No more shots were fired at my window, but that doesn't mean anything. They didn't expect me to be watched.

- Stay. – I order Oreo, stretching out my index finger, and he lies on the floor.

Carefully, I leave my hiding place, move close to the floor, and go to the counter, where I take a knife from the drawer. Then, still crawling, I go to the entrance and look outside.

Nothing could be seen, which was a bad sign. If the police had won, they would certainly be coming here to find out if I was alive.

I wait a few moments and nothing happens.

Would they have killed each other mutually?

Of course, exp