The Return of Adam Sanders

CHAPTER THREE HUNDRED & EIGHT

“Where is the lady?”

A voice thundered from inside, letting cold air escape through Cecil and her son’s noses, they were gripped with fear and were without weapons, they weren't ready for whoever it was,

“We need to get out of here Logan,” Cecil said, grabbing him by the arm.

“This must be Adam’s doing.” She said to him trying to convince him as to why they should leave,

“But…but..mother.” He stammered and pointed towards the direction of the entrance of the hideout.

Logan knew if he eloped from there, he would be in trouble and the big dog would surely find them and kill them as he was the one who brought the deal to the group,

He had agreed with the men behind his mother’s back that when Leila was killed, they would sell her body parts rather than throw her away. And now his mission had brought woes to the group and he would be held responsible and the group would probably come for him and kill him.

“I..can’t.”

Logan said, sweating fervently while his hands and feet were shaking,

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