Girl Name Sandra..

Chapter Thirty: Other Side....

Chapter Thirty: Other Side....

Anton rubbed his sore neck, tracing the large hand marks imprinted upon his skin. The drink in his hand numbed away the pain slightly, but it didn't get rid of the horrible memory. His brown eyes looked over towards his frightened wife, her hands were twitching rapidly. "Here, it'll calm you." The brown liquid swirled in the crystal glass.

Sandra did not hesitate to take the poison from her husband. The burning sensation tickled her throat and stomach. She hand the crystal glass back to Anton before taking a deep breath.

"It seems you two had got shit on your back," Vex broke the silence with a hearty laugh.

Anton shit him a glare, indicating it was the wrong time for jokes. "Not now, Vex."

Vex looked towards Sandra, whom was still quite shaken up. "Apologies. Emerald is starting the bath for you Sandra, go ahead and get yourself cleaned up." He said while indicating the tainted blood upon Sandra's dress.

Sandra hesitated this time before walking out of the men's presence and into the bathroom where Emerald was waiting for her. Her belly round and full of life, Sandra immediately felt green with jealousy- not only fear and adrenaline.

Anton sat in front of Vex, drinking the cheap whiskey the older man had to offer; still rubbing his sore neck. "Who was it?" Vex asked while pouring another glass.

Anton sighed heavily before saying, "Donovan Cordials, Lucian's uncle."

"Lucian? The officer?"

Anton nod his head in confirmation, "Aye. I predict he sent his uncle to do his dirty work, essa puta cadela.. I wanted to ask for a favor."

Vex lips tugged into a smirk, it wasn't wicked nor evil- mostly out of humor. "I have a ship going to North America in two days. Luckily you came to me just in time. However my lady and I will not be attending, she's with child and I can not put her in danger with criminals and the air is very... damaged there. I'm pretty sure Sandra will be fine, she's a strong woman."

Once again, Anton sent him a glare. "Gratitude. You've been a huge help to us."

"I must warn you, North America is full of hate when it comes to people with dark of skin and the British. Are you sure you want to go down that road?" Vex stated with a stern look upon his face. "What if your family, kid? Aunt, uncles?"

Anton slowly shook his head no, "All are gone from this world."

Vex sighed heavily before saying, "Okay."

~_~

They stood in the ally; watching for their enemies, calculating the officers cycles of movement. Sandra stood behind her husband, gripping his hand as her heart paced rapidly in her chest. She was terrified, even when it's nightfall and the docks has poor lighting; Sandra still had a feeling they'll get caught.

"Come," Anton said in a hush tone when he saw the signal from the large ship they'll take voyage on.

Sandra followed close behind, looking around from under the thick cloak. Suspiciously there was no officers in site, which was highly odd considering there are usually two officers walking around. "Anton?" She said nervously.

"Shh, we're almost there." In which they were, however their feet did not touch the plank leading up to the ship.

A throng of officers surrounded them, guns ready and hot. Lucian was upon him and so was one of the crew members from the ship they were going to aboard. Anton gritted his teeth to hold himself back, considering one wrong move the officers will start shooting- they'll kill Sandra during the process.