Chapter 8: Lost On RoadsEmber 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
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