Chapter50:Let’s bring it on Fanny

Ruby and Opula stood staring at the corpse of the security that was hit by the shooter, as the engine of the ambulance turned on and drove in blaring siren. They stared at the ambulance until it disappeared in the horizon. Ruby turned to his heartthrob, held her face and pecked her on the forehead, with tears trickling down his cheeks, realizing that some minutes ago Opula had escaped death by the whisker. That bullet was actually coming for her- the shooter gave a shot at Ruby but by some random mistake it shifted to the next person standing by who was Opula. The security had masked Opula and he had taken her bullet in the neck, stretched out once and breathed his last. The rest of the security had cornered Ruby and Opula behind the private jet for a hide out, before the arrival of the police, who touched every nook and cranny in search of the shooter who had long disappeared. The Lamborghini pulled up and the security opened the door for Ruby and Opoula who were drawn and tired now.