16: Burglars (Part 2)

SUNSHINE:

Bandits.

How lucky could we get?

Bandits were the worst group that we had to encounter. Men who were willing to kill and abuse their female captures. All in cold blood.

If Knoxx won't help me, I could not just stay put and let them be carried by them. I refused to be a damsel in distress like how I protracted myself.

"You won't succeed whatever you are planning," I declared. I won't allow them.

Someone pulled me up while securing both of my hands on the back. The man's grip was so tight that squirming wouldn't help at all. And it fucking hurt.

A group of four men. All bulky and muscular. All carried a high-powered gun. Maybe they got it from the travelers they had come across. All they did was steal from someone. That was how they lived in this forsaken place.

Knoxx could handle the three while I dealt with one. Or maybe we could deal with both.

But how?

I need the right timing. The right time to pounce.

The men's eyes were full of malice and the way they stared a