CHAPTER NINETY-FIVE: Help my husband

A flash of panic hints on my face as the TV goes blind before me. I needed to do something, I can't just stand here and wait for a miracle. First, it was my mother, now it's my husband. What will happen to me If anything bad happens to them?

I would have not just stayed back, had faith that Lucas could handle the deadly gang stars all by himself. Where will I start from? How will I be of help? I slide my hand into my hair as I think of what to do. I was uneasy, walking around the sitting room like a mad woman.

No one would see me and not think of me that way. "What would I do if they were captured? I would find the secret place where they hid them and rescue them." I thought to myself. Now, if my thoughts are correct, how will I find the hidden place? My brain was not helping at all, the thoughts that came were negative all through.

"But the broadcaster said there was a shooting in Enfield, what would happen next if Lucas was shot?" I started analyzing again. "Certainly, Lucas would