"Stay here."

Enola rolled to the other side while the man shot just above our heads.

The man found us. Holly shit he found us.
I closed my eyes tightly. As he was about to shot us Enola jumped at him screaming.

More yells were heard as he slammed her from one wall to another but Enola wasn't giving up. They both were screaming and grunting, each one wanted to win.

The man finally dropped Enola to the ground throwing a series of kicks at stomach making her groan in pain. My eyes widened as I started in terror, not being able to move. Then her kicked her at her head, causing her to bleed and to pass out. Me and Tewksbury shared a knowing look.

As the man was about to shot her at the head with a gun we ran holding him, causing him to grope the gun. He pushed me to the ground and proceeded to punch Tewksbury. I tried to holding him one more time but he punched me in the head and slammed me at the nearby wall, kicking me in the face while I spit blood.

He took one last look at Enola and pulled a rope. Grabbing Tewksbury by the hair he tightened the rope around his throat. Chocking could be hard from a distance. Tewksbury wrapped both hands around the rope trying to pull it out while screaming.

I crawled my way to the man chocking Tewksbury. Enola was by my side. We nodded to eachother and each of us grabbed on of his legs dropping him to the ground. He hit his head hard and passed out.

All three of us were in the ground panting and breathing heavily. Laying my head done I looked at the ceiling. Will I be able to see my mother again? What about Jane, Laurie and Amy? What about mu beautiful garden? All of the flowers that I took care of.

"You are strong" I heard the voice of my mother calling me. "If anyone can do this that is you."
Yes. mother I'm coming.

I slowly crawled leaning agains the wall.

"Who are you working for?" Enola screamed rightfully angry to the man who was slowly waking up.

He didn't answer. Enola grabbed his collar shaking him.

"WHO DO YOU WORK FOR?!" She yelled making me flinch.

"England." The man said with a creepy big smirk.

I slowly got up, kicking him in his face, causing him to faint again.

Distant tapping was heard as I took a shaky breath. Not again. I can't do this again. No. NO.

"Grandmother?" Tewksbury asked shocked.

The old lady?! She never gave me good vibes but going that far?!

"Yes." She said coming closer and closer. "I'm afraid so."

The both of them stood up next to me.

"It seems if you want a job done, you have to do it yourself."

I covered my mother with my hands. Enola tried getting closer to her but Tewksbury stopped him.

"No, Enola."

"Where's my mother?" He asked looking at his grandmother

"In London." She then after a small pause continued "With your uncle."

I KNEW IT.

"Looking for you."

She took a long look at Tewksbury. Could she kill her grandson? Her own flash and blood? We were about to find out.

"They never understood. I'm so sorry, my darling."

That cunt.

"The future of the country is at stake."

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