protect what's yours

“Good," I said and I went to take a seat. “What about you, Sasha." The daughter's head shot up too at the mention of her name.

“Do you want to watch or do you want to hide?."

“Please let them go." Mr Dmitriy.

“Look at you, pleading. Tell me, do you really know who I am?."

“No." He said sharply.

“I'll remind you. Remember Elise and Dariel?."

Recognition crossed his eyes.

“Their daughter... She's about the same age as yours... You were going to 'buy' her and use her as your sex doll. For you and your gang to do as you please."

Mrs Dmitriy's head shot up and she looked at her husband. I expected a glare or a reproachful look but instead she opened her bloody mouth and said,

“I told you not to get caught."

The words rang in my head.

I didn't know what happened next, just that I raised the gun and aimed it at her and pulled the trigger. The silencer had muffled the sound so it was just a PLOP.

Mr Dmitriy shot up forgetting his hands were tied and would limit his movements. He almost fell o