C171 A Black Monday?

“Let her go.” One of Racheal’s guards barked at Zuri. “I’ll shoot in two.”

Zuri laughed, holding Racheal across her neck. She heard her evil laughter the loudest.

“Drop your purse.”

Racheal did.

“So you think I would come here if I was not sure that you couldn't shoot me?" She laughed again.

Racheal realized this was different from the always angry, but calm woman she knew