The next victim

“Where’s the blue diamond?” He asked her. He wasn’t staring at her but at her fingers.

“I don’t know where it is, they probably took it with them that night, the only one that would’ve to know was Mr. Grey. He was with my father that night before we got attacked. And he’s dead.”

“Was he registered dead?” Moscow stared at her, she faced him with a blank look.

“He was,”

“You don’t have to worry, as long as you have us, we would protect you.” She didn’t know how she was gonna be thankful for them sticking to her. He clasped his hands over hers which was on Wesley's thighs.

She laughed, bringing out tears from her eyes.

He took his hands away giving her a reassuring smile.

“Why would Dust come for you then?” Wesley pressed on to know.

“He needs me to open the box, he won’t be able to take the diamond out of the box, I’ve got the key.”

“What key?”

She took her lips in when he asked again.

“Don’t let them get the blue diamond!” She groaned slightly as the voice of her brother ran