MAFIA'S WRONG TARGET

1: SMALL TOWN GIRL

SYBIL'S POV

Moscow, Russia
11:34 pm

"Dream Aura." I read the address written on the chit in my hand to a cab driver who nodded in agreement to drop me off.

He helped me with my luggage and opened the back side door for me. As I sat in he closed the door and went to sit in his driving seat.

The cab started moving forward and my sinking heart felt more heavy.

I glanced outside to see the huge train station which I left a few minutes ago. Hundreds and thousands of people were around it. 

Everything and everyone is so beautiful and different, their outfit style, fancy bags, their hair, even the way they walk is so classic but everyone seemed busy.

Minding our own business is different but they don't even smile back when I smile at them whenever I make eye contact.

Some even eyed me for an unknown reason. Maybe because of my fit. I was wearing an ankle-length light blue dress with a pair of white sandals. This is how girls dress in my village but the people of this city looked down on me.

This is my first time traveling alone, leaving my parents eleven hours away. I don't know how I'll manage everything but I have to.

I've learned ballet dancing and have been teaching children since last year but I got an offer from a dancing academy to take a place in their dancing classes as a coach.

It took me a week to convince my parents to allow me as I'm their only child and haven't left their side even for a day.

I succeeded in convincing them but continuously failed to convince myself, my heart. It's been thumping since I stepped into this big city.

I have a feeling that something huge is going to happen. Something bad. Very bad.

I placed my palm over my heart. I wanted to clench it so badly. I know it'll take time to adjust but I will be used to the new surroundings soon.

"Will I?" My heart whispered.

"Everything will be alright. I believe." I tell myself.

The cab suddenly stopped breaking the chain of my thoughts.

" Why did you stop?" I asked the driver as there were no signals ahead but still, many long rows of cars were stopped on the left side road and ahead of us. While the right side road was completely empty.

" King's cars must have to pass from here." The driver replied tapping his fingers on the steering wheel while looking outside as if it's usual thing here.

" King?" I was about to ask about them but in the nick of time, my jaw dropped witnessing around eight luxury black cars passing in a heartbeat from the empty road. One of them was a limo which I got to see for the first time.

The air literally fanned my hair back and the vroom sound echoed for a few more seconds in my head.

The horror I felt inside of me is hard to explain. I felt goosebumps. I don't know how to say it but I felt something really strange.

" Could you please close the window?" I asked the driver.

" Sure ma'am." He agreed and obeyed me.

I took a deep breath trying to stay normal because I have had Claustrophobia since birth. I feel suffocated quite quickly but I needed to close the door.

Everything and everyone here is terrifying me without them knowing or maybe I'm noticing everything too much.

I patted my chest to calm myself down that's when I felt a metal beneath my fingers.