Chapter 115. Caught

She quickly averted her gaze and looked down, breathing heavily.

Slowly, the man approached her and stood beside her. All the life evaporated from her legs. Her heart began to pound slowly in her ears.

"You are coming with me," he told her, but she acted as if she didn't hear. "Ms. Sheharzaad," he uttered, and that's when she looked up at him.

"Respectfully, madam," his voice was a mutter, "you would not want the people to die here. Come with me."

Sheharzaad fought the tears forming in her eyes and shook her head as he took out his gun from his holster. "Please, madam."

"Please let her go," Amna came to her defense. "Please. I request you. You can take me instead."

"Ms. Sheharzaad, you're coming with me before our boss arrives." Panicked, Sheharzaad stood up, nodding her head.

"Please don't tell him anything," she pleaded.

"I haven't, madam. Please come with me," he said, and she followed him outside.

"Have you told him?" she ask