Blood Vengeance; a mafia romance story
Perfect, now two guards are after me, and I have no idea where I am heading, and no plan.
Great job, Zoe.
I reach an opening that looks like a living room. There are stairs that lead to an upper floor, with a passageway overlooking the living room.
I scan the room for exit points, and to my dismay, there are guards stationed at each point.
They stare at me with a bored expression plastered on their faces.
I turn, and the other two guards are behind me.
A smug look on their faces.
It dawns on me. My escape isn’t a hassle for them, but rather a source of entertainment.