Angela shrinked more into the wall wishing it would swallow her up. But, alas, it didn't. She heard the male voices get closer and whimpered knowing this was it. This was how she was going to die. 

Next thing she knew she was grabbed by her arms making her gasp at the tight grip. Then, another man held a knife against her throat making her tense trying her best not to move knowing if she did the knife would cut her.

She never had a good pain tolerance.

Then, they started taunting her asking if she'd like to make them rich. Honestly, she very much wouldn't. She was picturing their death in her head wishing with all her might it would come true.

As they taunted her she stayed silent. Not allowing them to hear her voice which would be shaky with her fear.

That's when they all noticed it. The horrid smell coming from the side of the room. Angela let out a startled cry jumping a bit causing the knife held against her to draw blood, it sliding down her neck in a thick red drop.

Now, she was terrified.

Then, the man said she'd basically end up dead if she didn't help them. She took a deep breath but kept mouth shut. Guess she's gonna die then.

She was not gonna let a bunch of low life thieves steal everything from her parents. She was not going to let their legacy be just.....gone.