Chapter 13 Freedom

• I moved closer slowly to take a proper look before I realized that it wasn’t his own blood. My mouth dropped in horror. He went out with a white shirt but nowhere was white when he returned. Everything was crimson red and even his black suit was not left out.
• “Wha…att is this?” my hands flew to my mouth to caution myself but it was too late
• Bojana was also beside him with the same fate. Her clothes were soaked with blood, even her face. I knew Mafias were not afraid of fights but I had never imagined it would be that terrible.