Chapter 14 Cold blooded killer

• There was always that fear of guns that still existed in me. The sound of deafening gunshots brought back harsh memories of the night my parents were brutally murdered.
• The agony which dwelled in me was something I couldn't control when Luciano tried to drag me away to safety. My killing instinct awakened as if someone had just poured a bucket of ice water on me, turning every part of my body to stiffen. I didn't understand why I took the vase from the nearby table and hit him with it.
• He let go of me and slowly dropped to the ground holding his bleeding head and without wasting time I took to my heels