Chapter 17

It was a stormy night. The high speed of winds made the nature of torrential rain violent. I was running on the lonely street seeking shelter, I was far away from Scarface's warehouse and my uncle's mansion.

I stood in front of a three-story building which appeared to be abandoned, shivering, the biting wind was becoming unbearable for me. I walked to the side of the building hoping to find some sort of shelter but there was none, I kept walking about the surrounding, I was tired of running. I needed to hide somewhere.

"Freeze!"

I heard a masculine voice from behind, I quickly put my hands up in surrender.

"Good, now slowly turn around"

I did as instructed only to see a red-haired man pointing a gun at me.

"Please don't shoot, I'm unarmed" I begged.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" The man questioned.

"I'm... I'm Jacqueline, I mean no harm... I just need a place to spend the night"

"Wait a minute" The man looked at me from head to toe... "I know you, you're Jacqueline Catta