Chapter 187

Anna had always been one of those good, honest girls. The naughtiest thing she'd ever done was steal a bird's nest or ring someone's doorbell and run off. But this time? Yeah, this time left her completely shook. Her legs went weak, her whole body froze as she felt the cold, deadly barrel of a gun press against her waist. That chill—it wasn't just cold, it reeked of danger. One wrong move, and she was sure this wasn't just for show. That thing could very well take her life. Behind her, heavy breathing sounded, rough and deep. Anna glanced at the reflection in the table—yep, big guy, broad shoulders… she didn't need to turn around to know someone huge was standing right there. But crazily enough, at this life-or-death moment, her brain was unusually sharp. Normally, she wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the shed, but now? It was working overtime. As if it knew—if it didn't work now, there'd be no next time. Her first instinct was to cry for help. But then reality hit her. She could ye