Chapter 83 - Bad memories.

FLASHBACK*

“Mummy, mummy, please, I need your help.” A small boy ran into his mother's room, breathing heavily when he got to her.

“Donald?” The beautiful woman who was in her late twenties felt a little surprised to see her son in this way.

“Mummy, you have to hide me quick before they get here.” The boy pleaded and this time, the woman didn't hesitate as she dumped the clothes she was folding into the closet and rushed to hide him in the same closet.

It was wide enough, so she was sure he wouldn't lack fresh air in any way. She resumed back to what she was doing and shortly, she heard a knock on the door.

She exhaled sharply and walked to open the door, it was some muscular men; the guards to be precise.

“Mrs Dean, have you seen Donald around?” One of them asked, peeking in the room from the little space the woman had left them with.

“What do you mean? I thought he was training with you.” She inquired with a feigned puzzled look on her face.

“Yes. Until he ran away.” The guard lower