Chapter 42

As she left the tablet in the car seat and armed herself with a long pistol, Samara told Debby that that would be the only moment that Travor would have to do a certain great thing, from the moment that most of the men were sent to the southern flank of the city. She said that the goal was to confuse the police, and in the end, to run away without any damage.

The white heeled boots hurt Debby's feet, in any case, she forced her steps down the rustic sidewalk. The cold upset her naked legs, and she hugged herself, slipping the baseball bat she had received from the security guard as a weapon. Debby did not have the courage to grumble that she deserved a gun, she had understood that a determined person wanted to risk that she would end up hurting another person in the group.

And, apparently, his ability in hand-to-hand combat meant that he did not have the still effect with firearms. And the only thing that everyone agreed would not be lethal for her would be a bat, b