chapter 4

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"who are you?"I ask, forcefully stopping the tears rolling down my cheek.

"Where's Mrs Smith?"The strange figure replies, wierdly familiar.

"Who the hell are you?, And what the f*ck are you doing here?"

He looks official he's dressed in a black suit and a black tie, with a white shirt inside, his putting on dark shades. He makes me scared at the same time mad.

"Am sorry, I can't release any information until am told to." He says bowing his head.

"What the f*ck is wrong with you?"
Silence.
"Get out!!"I said realizing I was screaming."I said Get the f*ck out!!!"
I repeated.

"Look, I was sent here to Kidnap you, I swear I don't want to, please let me in. They are hidden cameras all over the place."

He looks scared as well. Sweat starting to thridle down his forehead.

I widen the door, and let him in. He starts to bring down all the curtains. And close windows.

I sit on the sofa sad and confused.
Mixed emotions are no my thing.

The smell of a rusted iron and strawberry got closer. It was him.

"May I ask your name??"

"Am not meant to say"he says nervously

"Who are you?? What do you want? Why do you wanna kill me?"

"Where's Mrs Smith?"

"I promise I'll tell you where she is if you Explain things to me please"

"All I can tell you is, I was sent here to Kidnap you"

"Why?" I asked pinching the roots of my cardigan.

"Look I just need to see Mrs Smith" he replies leaving my questions unanswered.

I point to the room which I layed Mrs Smith to rest and he walks towards there, with me watching his every step at his back.

We enter the room seeing Mrs Smith sight on the man,
"Chris" she says with a slight smile.

She was dieing i could feel how breathless she was. She sat up wrapping her hands around the pillow at her side.

"We don't have much time"He said.

"Are you gonna do it??"she replied with tears rolling down her cheek.

I just rested on the door silently, watching.

" I remember when we was gonna leave, I wish we did, why didn't we, we was gonna be happy,"

He was silent.

What were they talking about?
The last thing I wanted to do was interrupt.

"His dangerous, he really is, I wouldn't wanna upset him"he whispers, rubbing Mrs Smith on her shoulder.

He walks up to me,

*The world goes blank*

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What happens to issabelle,
Did Mrs Smith die??

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