HANDS OF RETRIBUTION

CHAPTER

The black BMW pulled over at the old cabin that was parked in between two houses. It looked dirty and old compared to all the pretty houses surrounding it. The house looked morbid in such a good and flourishing neighbourhood.

Donald thought this as he stepped out of the car. The back doors opened, and Selena stepped out of the car with the map still in her hands. She looked at it one more time to confirm that they were in the right place, but she knew they were because she had been there before. But that was a long time ago. Her father had brought her here once, and the memory was still stuck in her head.

Deputy Behrens was last to step out of the car. He was exhausted. Today had been a long day already, and he was ready for it to end. He was hoping that all of this would end with him on a solo flight to another country.

Donald had promised him a share of the treasure. He was hoping to use that to start another life in another country where nobody would be able to find him. He deser