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Elysia's pov

"Take the money and move," he said, his voice shaking.

I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I took the bag and slowly backed away. The man followed me, his gun still trained on me.

As I spun to my right, and I saw his car parked just a few yards away. He motioned for me to follow him, and I complied. We walked in silence, the only sound being our footsteps and the occasional sound of a car passing by.

When we got to his car, he opened the trunk and told me to put the bag inside. My hands were shaking as I tried to lift the heavy bag. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I looked down and saw a gunshot wound. I stumbled, trying to stay upright, and the bag fell to the ground.

"Come on, hurry up!" he shouted.

I struggled to pick up the bag, feeling the blood soaking through my pants. Eventually, I managed to place the bag inside the trunk. I turned to face him, my eyes blurry with tears of pain and fear.

But then, something strange happened. The man was lying