a's

his piercing gaze. I couldn't find that so

somewhere, anywhere,

from head to toe. That was when I realized that I was only we

self covering my ch

killed befor

oused on me. My eyes snapped to his, and I could swear t

rds fai

, I had thought I could kill that repulsive old man, but n

my shoulders. He was draping his long black coat over me, c

n, his tone softer now, "but my daughter lac

me," he continued. "Otherwise..." His sentence h

pite the uncertainty, I felt a spark of determination. His daughte

r a child couldn't be that difficult. I loved children and I worked

was sure that my savio

t this assumption wou

.

ht, my eyes widened in horror at

rms strewn across the dock like discarded dolls. M

id th

pot. My savior's hand grasped my

eed to leav

And then, I saw him - the lifeless body

y mind, I fixed my gaze on my

I stumbled after him, my he

?! What world am

world of violence and death,

.

r when a massive explosion rocked the water behi

ling. I grasped the railing to steady myself,

orever, I was dazed, s

ing to him. Why did he set it a

did it, but I someh

he looked into the horizon, his black hair wi

my way, giving me a long stare. "Yo

e reality of my situation sank deepe

or blades filled the air, and a helicopt

down, my savior stood up, giving

ward the helicopter, I felt a surge of fear. I had never been in a helicopter

g the cool plastic in my fingers. I watched him as he placed it over his head, and I

he wasn't looking my way. Turning his head in my direction, my savior's eyes seemed to see right through me, a

. I felt a jolt of electricity at the touch, and my heart skipped a beat. He

derly against my skin, sending my pulse thundering against

ing against mine again as he helped me buckle it. The ha

before pulling back. That was when

me was quite long. If I wasn't mistake

were in Italy, Sicily to be precise. I he