17

‘’I came here on a friendly visit, Dr. Lynn. She is expecting us,’’ Mustang said.

Two of the men exchanged looks, and I didn’t like that, because it was either they are still going to kill us, or that this doctor woman was already dead.

‘’How do you know Keshia?’’ the man asked.

‘’She is a friend of mine. Just tell her that Mustang is here to see her.’’

The man’s face held recognition of the name.

‘’Fine, follow me this way.’’

And as we walked through the town, the men never removed the guns off us, as if expecting us to do something.

‘’Do you really think they are leading us to this doctor?’’ Chrisean whispered to me.

‘’I don’t know,’’ I told her.

I know she was looking for some form of reassurance, but I couldn’t give her that.

I don’t know what these men had in mind. They could be leading us to the doctor or our deaths.

We finally got to a house that didn’t seem as if anyone lived there, but the man knocked and after a while a beautiful woman came to open the door.

‘’Dr. Lynn,’’ Mu