CHAPTER 16: Cry

"She's back."

The group of people were coming to them, they greeted them by nodding their heads. Especially the woman who's currently holding a gun.

"Why are you with such a thing? You might kill someone here, do you know how to use that right?" Vanessa can't stop herself but to ask as she was curious about it.

Estella smirked at her, pointing it to her head. "If I shoot you right now and hit you in the head, it means that I don't know how to use it but if I pulled the trigger and you weren't hit by the bullet, it means I know how to handle guns." Vanessa raised her eyebrows upon looking at the gun that is currently pointing at her.

Ashleigh smirked. "Hey, don't be nervous," she said and patted Vanessa's shoulder. "It's not even have one bullet inside."

"Who is nervous? I am not, and will never. I am faster than her, I know." She replied.

"You said it, child."

Estella patted her shoulders, causing her to look at her aunt. "Where is your father? I have been looking for him since ear