55 ~ Let's See How Long You Can Last

Brinda

I never knew that my hands and body would move so fast apart from when I went on missions to kill and obtain other items.

My heart raced fast as I shoved the last piece of my mother's most loved item into the backpack in my left hand. I rushed to the kitchen, opened the cabinet and brought out the safe I had kept the crypt key.

I was still in the middle of thinking of whether I should take it along, leave it or toss it somewhere Francesco would find it easily when I heard a loud bang outside.

No one needed to tell me.

I’ve got company.

I need to escape.

As fast as possible.

I dumped the safe into the backpack, zipped it and hid behind the kitchen’s door. I slid my right hand into my pocket and brought out a pistol while my left hand held the bag firmly.

As I prepared myself for what was to come, I had nothing else on my mind than…

To kill.

To slaughter.

To send whoever came after me to the jaws of death.