Her hair was tousled, her makeup smudged and she wore a long white shirt.Vitaly’s shirt.“Call the police, Becky.” Her voice wavered.“What?”“You were right. That man, he’s different.”“You need to breathe first.” I tried to calm her.“ I can’t calm down, Beck!” She scolded softly, “He has a gun in his jacket. At first, I thought he was an officer, or maybe he just had a license for the gun. But then I saw something really strange. Beck- I just don’t understand—““Understand what?”“He has a picture of you in his wallet.” Rebecca trembled.Fear perfumed poisonously within me. No, why would a man I don’t even know have that?Unless…Oh my God!Another Russian with a gun who might potentially want to kill me?I breathed painfully and swallowed the lump in my throat, “He’s in the Mafia.”“What?”“Sinister,” I breathlessly grabbed my phone, but there was no service still, “Give me your phone, Becca.”Within a second, she gave it to me.No signal.“We have to get out of here,” I panicked
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