Rita's pov
The night was quiet. But not for long.
Soon it will be swelling with chaos, screams and panic.
I clutched a jerry can of fuel in my gloved hand, walking in the shadows so as not to be seen by the guards on patrol. My heart was beating at an irregular rhythm, if I was caught all of my efforts would be in vain.
Forget seducing the brothers, I would be lucky if I didn't end up rotting behind bars for the rest of my life just like how they planned out for my sister.
I took another step forward and cringed remembering how she looked back there, at least I had a spoiler as to what my future would look like if I messed up. It wasn't pretty and it wasn't going to be me.
“Who's there? Come out and show yourself!”
I froze midway to my next step. It was a gritty, suspicious voice
