20. FAMILY

I was dropped next to a very deep grave that I would never be able to crawl my way out of. The storm was near, the sky rumbling now and again.

We were at the back of a large beautiful yet abandoned house. I lay on the ground motionless, my heart suspiciously beating steadily, my eyes running around as I controlled my breathing.

I already knew where I was going, what my planned death was.

A phone rang, a disturbance in the thick air that promised rain in a few minutes.

“Fuck,”

The bastard looked around for a second before he looked at me, putting his finger over his lips. He took out a gun and held it directly to me, to silence me before picking up the call.

“Yes brother,”

My eyes ran around again, trying to calculate my next move as fast as I could. If I had to scream, this would be my chance. But would Slade get to me in time, probably not.

“My jet is about to take off. I am going to Novosibirsk as you said,”

My eyes fell on a large spade a few feet away.

“What?! W