Chapter Forty Eight: The Robbery [II]

** ANTONY SANTOS**

I raised my arm in surrender. One arm at least, the other tightened its grip on the pistol it held, much so that Tracy trembled on the bed, gulping as she shivered still in fear. She doesn't know it's me. She doesn't recognize me. She thinks I'm some monster here to kidnap, kill, or worse rape her. Was I? This was all for her, but would she recognize this sacrifice or see me as a different person entirely.

Her gaze flickered to my raised her. She scrunched her nose in confusion, still keeping her finger on the trigger.

"I'm not scared to shoot someone in self defense. I will shoot you if you come any step closer, stay away."

She warned, raising her arm slightly above my chest. I took my hand down and stepped forward.

"You're shaking."

I said using the voice changer. It did hurt that my body didn't give me away the first instance.

"Stop moving. Don't come any closer. I will shoot. Stop She warned. Her hands were shuddered, the gun barely in her grip. Where did she ge