Sasha's POV

The smell of blood filled my nostrils as i watched our driver bleeding out of his head.

“What ..what …are we going to do?” Bryan asked with a shaky voice while trying to shrink himself into the car seat,if that was possible.

“Shut up!” I growled at him angrily.

His whining is the least thing I want to hear right now. I just want to survive and my brain seemed quite useless right now because of fear.

Cold beads sweat trickled down my face as I watch the man, who was now making his way towards our car.

His every step is a reminder that I might not...