Chapter 82

My struggles were in vain as one of Jackson's men grabbed hold of my face and forced my mouth open while the other man tried to pour the deadly liquid inside my mouth and whilst I was defenseless to stop him I just kept repeating a prayer in my mind.
Oh God I don't want to die. I don't want to die..
Just as he was about to pour the content down my throat gunshots could be heard from the outside of the building and suddenly a loud, disturbing noise erupted as something big went smashing through the window sending broken glass bits flying at every direction in the room like bullets.. The commotion caused the men to let go of me and a drop of the liquid fell on my nose, producing an icy, chilling sensation.