Chapter 97: Unnoticed

HARDIN'S POV

My hands quaked, my legs trembled and I felt my soul leave my body at that moment when I saw him lay on the floor dead, in cold blood. "What have I done this time around?" I inquired as tears began to trickle down my face. I never planned to kill him that way. What had suddenly come over me. But it didn't take a minute for me to return to my senses. I was Hardin and nothing in this world could make me feel as guilty as I was feeling at that moment.

"No! Have you forgotten who I am? I am Hardin and Hardin fears no one," I said to reassure myself as my brain began to think of what to do before the men got to the house. I could hear the sound of their feets like the sound of a rushing mighty wind. I might not stand a chance of surviving if I allow myself to be caught by them. A devilish smile perched itself onto my face as an idea popped in my mind.

I stood by the chair close to the door, muttered some incoherent words and slowly took its shape.

For a second, everywhere