It was a hot afternoon. I was riding a car with an air conditioner though so the heat was not a problem. My problem was the people that were inside the car with me, they were a much bigger problem.
All of them wore black suits. The woman on the front seat was their leader. I was sitting on the back seat, right in the middle of two huge, bulky people. I barely could move my body and feet. As I took a glance around, they immediately looked at me with sharp eyes. I wasn’t only pressured physically, but also mentally.
Let me get to the point, they were mafias. Criminals. Simply put I did something that they thought was unpleasant and now they’re gonna punish me. What’s the punishment you say? I definitely could see what they were planning, as I saw the car started to head for the sea and towards the cliffs.
“Out, pretty boy,” The woman in black opened the door after the car stopped. I couldn’t see her eyes as she covered them with su