By the fact that she was still calm.
Then slowly—
A smile appear on his face.
Not a friendly smile.
An amuse one.
The kind that appear when someone discover something unexpectedly entertaining.
"Interesting."
He lean back in his chair.
The guards exchange uneasy glances.
Something about this situation felt wrong.
Neither of them was behaving normally.
The man reach into his coat pocket.
The motion was smooth.
Practice.
The muzzle point directly at Sylvia.
Most people would finally panic.
She didn't.
Her eyes simply shift toward the weapon.
Observing.
Waiting.
The gun fire.
The deafening sound echoed through the room.
Pain explode through Sylvia's leg as the bullet tore through the outer side of her thigh.
The chair rock slightly.
Blood immediately stain the fabric.
A few drops hit the concrete floor.
One guard winced.
Another expect a scream.
But Sylvia merely inhale sharply.
One guard winced.
Another expect a scream.
But Sylvia merely inhale sharply.
Her jaw tighten for a fraction of a second.
That is all.
No crying.
No begging.
No hysterics.
The man watch her carefully.
Looking for fear.
Looking for weakness.
Looking for anything.
Finally, Sylvia lowered her gaze to the blood spreading across her leg.
Then she looked back at him.
"You should've aimed higher."
One guard nearly choke.
The room froze.
One guard nearly choke.
The man's smile widened.
For the first time that morning, a genuine spark of excitement appear in his eyes.
Because the woman tied to the chair isn't behaving like a victim.
She was behaving like someone who had survive far worse.
The man's laughter echoed through the room.
Slow.
Deep.
Genuine.
Several of the guards shift uncomfortably.
They have never seen someone remain this calm after having a gun fired at them.
But the laughter gradually fade.
The amusement disappear from his face.
His eyes darken.
Sharpening into something far more dangerous.
The atmosphere in the room change
His eyes darken.
Sharpening into something far more dangerous.
The atmosphere in the room change instantly.
The playful curiosity is gone.
Only the predator remain.
He lean forward.
His elbows rest on his knees.
The pistol remain loose in his hand.
"What did you see last night?"
His voice is quiet.
Deadly quiet.
The room became still.
Nobody breathe too loudly.
Sylvia met his gaze without hesitation.
A drop of blood slid down her leg.
She ignore it.
"I saw a convenience store."
Silence.
The man's expression didn't change.
"And?"
"I saw shelves."
His eyebrow twitch.
"Keep going."
"I saw coffee."
One of the guards look like he is about to lose his mind.
The man's stare grew colder.
"You know exactly what I'm asking."
"Do I?"
The question is simple.
Calm.
Annoyingly calm.
The pistol clicks.
A bullet slid into place.
The sound echoed throughout the room.
Still Sylvia remain unmovedd.
The man stood.
Slowly.
Then walk toward her.
One step.
Two.
***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***
Updated 5 Episodes
Download
Like this story? Download the app to keep your reading history.
Comments