Chapter 229

Felicity's POV 

In the quest to get away from the warehouse , away from Don Vince and his goons, I ran alongside Mrs. Beth. We had eluded them thus far, but there wasn’t any escape, I knew they would catch us ultimately. As we were turning the corner, there was Don Vince awaiting us with a shiver-inducing grin upon his face; beside him stood a bunch of men who carried weapons, most probably machine guns. 

My heart sank as realization sank in that we were cornered. Mrs. Beth attempted to serve as protection for me but it was too late. One man who worked under Don Vince raised a pistol aimed straight at us.

 “NO!” cried Mrs. Beth trying to shove me aside. But it was too late. The gun went off making Mrs.Beth’s body jerk backward seemingly surprised. I screamed out reaching for her while she fell down dead on the ground before my eyes. Stunned into silence I could neither move nor say anything.

Don Vince approaches me, and his smile grows even wid