Outside the police station were fleets of cars and I guessed they were all Oscar's men.
Oscar led me to one and gestured at one of the men, who nodded and gave orders to the rest.
He seemed to be the head of the guards. Was he at the restaurant on that day too? I couldn't remember his face so I couldn't tell.
I didn't know what Oscar told them to do but I was sure it had to do with me because as soon as we got into the car, the others did but halfway towards our destination, there was no single sign of them.
The drive was long and quiet. Oscar looked pissed. Where were we going?
If I didn't know any better, I'd say we were going to meet his parents but I knew that was impossible. His parents were already dead so, who?
The long and tensing drive finally came to an end as we arrived at another town.
Seeing as we had to go to another town, I felt more anxious and restless. There were s few things that could make Oscar show his anger so vividly.