CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE (I will make it Spooky)

Unexpectedly, a gunshot filled the room. It was so loud that I felt an instant void in my earring. I wanted to cover my ears with my hands but I was blocked by his mighty hands that were still grabbing my chin. Then I heard a heavy fall land on the floor, and all the chairs around joined in the fall. I badly wanted to turn and look at Sandra but I was shielded by Buzz's arm. It was so strong that I felt my chin bones crack from the pressure. I was left, only to the visuals in my mind, photos of a dying Sandra. I held my breath as the force of hot tears burned inside my fragile mind.

Not too long, it rushed out, down to my chest with speed like the waters from Victoria Falls. I shut my eyes, and the feelings of pity and pain stunk me more. I never wanted this to happen, not for me, not for Sandra, and not for anyone else.

Groaning from pain filled the room, I thought of Sandra that instant but recall that women hardly groan; they scream. Then I shifted my thoughts to the driver, he m