WebNovelBe Mine54.46%

59

Kendell Marano Parker.

- Low! - Gregory sends it, putting himself in front of me.

Humn, protective and smells good...

Kendell, Chris!

Oh, ok!

I feel his hand, take mine and the other go to the bottom of my back near the spine.

- Come on! - he says pulling me to I don't know where, because the noise and agitation, I don't see anything with anything.

- I TOLD YOU TO STAND STILL! - One of the henchmen growls, shooting again, and suddenly everyone stops.

That sound will never come out of my life. It even gives an impression on my wound that is already practically healed.

- Mr. Louis! - I hear some men nearby, others approaching, the poles.

- Quiet or I'll shoot. - Out of nowhere I feel the same cold thing on the back of my neck, as the time they went to sell me to Chris' son of a bitch.

And the feeling is not good.

Because what you said is with the gun pointing at Gregory, and because of me.

Now I don't even have an internship anymore.