Chapter 29 ~Nannies don't learn gunshots~

Echo’s POV:

As soon as he left, his black crow, I mean Eric was just there on time. Wondered why I called him black crow?

Cause he would always dress up in black attire from his black suit to black shoes and even his hair is black. I wonder his underwear would be in black as well.

I mean how could someone dress up like he is mourning for someone everyday. No wonder, life must feel like mourning everyday for them cause that is what they do? Take the lives of the people. I know it isn’t regular but they did kill the people.

“Follow me, Miss Johnson,” he said as he lead me outside the room. We kept on walking towards the bright aisle. Slowly the shades of brightness was being getting more and more darker as our steps kept on moving ahead.

Was he even taking me to the right way? The dark alley scared me and then it started to suffocate me. I was never a claust