Chapter 27 Snared

• Chapter 27
• Snared
• “Yes,” he had replied. “Besides I feel unsecured here. This is a suburb with few dwellers. One can easily be killed and buried without stress. Let’s relocate to the nearest town where there is crowd.” He drifted to her. “Crowd is a good hiding place. We will check into a hotel, come on. I got some buck.” He felt his pistol in his waist before he looked in the mirror. His disguise was still intact; the Arab woman looks. He lifted their bags, peeped through the curtain. Outside was quiet and filled with the winter wind. He looked at Opula before walking to the car.