Chapter Seventy-One – The Quarrel.

Someone was behind me? I tried not to run but headed towards Charles and my siblings. It could be only one person. My ‘napper’.

I sat besides Charles with tension visible on my face.

Before be could ask what was wrong, I bet, his eyes caught glance of a tall dark man on black leather jackets and sunglasses. This cloudy day. One would think it was the CIA's from movies.

“Bye, Chloe. Thanks” I said when I remembered Chloe was still on the call.

“Be safe. Call you later” she said worriedly and turned off.

(Later that same day)

I took John from Charles and...