17. Who's Hamza

Pin drop silence as none says a word. Both of their ragged breathing echoed in grim silence.

"I see," He rasped. His voice was deep like timber and rough as if reverberating from deep within his chest.

"H..he is v...very strong. H..he will beat you to a pulp. S...so you better let me go," She threatened him in a shaky voice. She was thankful for the darkness as he couldn't see her trembling hands that clasped the gun.

"What was his name again?" Hamza asked calmly. This little woman dared to go through his stuff and was now holding his gun against him. Pretty clever of her but she even threw it at him. The nerve of her. Who even does that?

"H..Hamza..." She stuttered and he liked how his name sounded so gentle in her voice.

"Hamza Shah, mhmm." He gave her his full name.

"Huh?" Hooriya was muddled.

She winced, her eyes closing shut and she raised her arm to cover her eyes as the light came back almost blinding her.

She tried to adjust her sight and it took her a while. Blinking several