We quickly pulled out their guns that were hanging on their side.
We craved that as we walked carefully. I was hasing my breath and shaking hands, I peered at the end and my eyes widened when I saw the four men approaching.
My sister shot the two in the leg. I rolled to the other side and exchanged gunfire when in position, I hit both in the chest and head.
"Good job, Angel." she whispered.
We ran and my sister kicked the door, we would have been ready to run fast.
"Fuck! We're on the ship!" The vast ocean opened up to us.
I just pulled my hair and cried. We are both hopeless. We heard someone clapped .
"My children are really good. They inherited from me." Dad was holding his cigarette again.
"We don't have a father as savage as you are!" I saw papa's gaze fixed on my sister.
"Tie them up and take them to the rat cage!" The two of us were caught and tied up.
"Let us go, papa! Please, we are your children, have mercy." I begged. .