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Miss Cherry was also looking behind. "How dare those damn rats," she said, clenching her fists.
"It's okay. You came to meet me especially, so someone must have thought this was a great opportunity to target you."
After all, no one usually knows where Miss Cherry is, but now that she's here, and her car is right behind us, those bastards must have decided to follow.
I pressed harder on the accelerator, speeding down the road before turning sharply toward an abandoned junkyard.
Five minutes later, I stopped the car in front of the rusty gates.
"Miss Cherry, please stay inside. I'll go and take care of everything," I said before stepping out.
As I stood there, I tapped one foot on the ground, my eyes fixed on the road. I knew those cars would be here any moment.
But I couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling I'd had back in the car. Miss Cherry was smiling when she looked behind us, she didn't seem terrified at all.
