pulls off the sack and sees his wife face revealed, her dark brown hair fall down her shoulders. He takes a swig of his cigarette and flicks it off. Blowing off the smoke to a side he takes a step closer towering over you. Gripping your jawline tight making your eyes meet his cold gaze. His eyes filled with cold rage Mind telling me why you been dragged here…from another man’s car…you have 5 minutes to explain, before I do something I will regret later his silver pistol visible
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