Chapter 325
"Why aren’t you running, sweetheart? Are you still processing what’s going on?" Hector asked when he saw that I wasn’t running.
I looked at him before turning to Quinton. "Are you planning to let us run around before killing us?" Quinton was cleaning his rifle while leaning against the car. He wasn’t in a hurry to start killing as he saw himself as the hunter. This vast and barren desolated area was his hunting ground.
"We’ll start shooting if you’re not planning to run." Hector chuckled while loading his rifle.
"What’s the point of killing us directly? She’s injured. Give us some time for us to get away," I said nervously, trying to negotiate. I looked like I was afraid but was trying to keep my composure.
Quinton smiled as he looked at me, as if thinking that I was interesting. "Give them some time to get away.
I tore my dress and used the cloth to bandage the woman’s leg wound. She lost her strength to cry or scream from pain, yet her survival instinct drove her to stand up. She hobbled along as I helped her to get away.
"Thank you." She endured the pain to thank me. Perhaps her adrenaline was momentarily helping her not to feel the immense pain.
"There’s a pit over there. Go hide there and don’t come out no matter what you hear." I hid the injured woman in the large pit before running in the opposite direction on my own.
The women all fled in different directions out of fear. Behind them, the men drove around while laughing maniacally. They were pursuing the women while mocking them, yet they were not in a hurry to kill.
I was surrounded by their cars. They mocked me with their movements and the swirling dust, firing shots just to scare me. It was as if they were cats toying with a mouse, taking their time before killing us.
In the end, the seven of us were surrounded by their cars. We couldn’t escape with eight of their cars moving so fast. The chase was over-the prey was now caught in their net.