42 MISTAKEN IDENTITY,

**ANTONY SANTOS POV

The shot echoed through the room, like a dagger straight to my heart although I committed no crime, that is if you don't count wall shooting. The woman couldn't move, the fear of death struck her harder than I imagined. I wanted to tell her, but I got the feeling she would not pass the emotion off.

"Hey, hey!" I exclaimed, rushing to her side. She jumped at my touch and parted her lips for what I assumed as a cry for help.

"Don't scream, I'm begging you." I held her with her one hand and placed the other over her lips.

"It's okay." I kept the hand over her lips but let her go.

"I'll remove this if you promise not to scream." Proposing a deal, I waited for her reaction which came as a small nod minutes later.

"If you scream, there are some very bad people out there who will come in here to hurt you." I added knowing fully well she would scream if I didn't. She nodded repeatedly, this time more firmly, convincing me completely. Slowly, I realized my hold over her lip