“You must come with me now.” The large man said with a deep accent.
I saw my husband consider his options then he put his hands up with resignation.
“Wise choice for you.” He ushered us toward a dark street and a car that was waiting.
I was considering if this guy was mafia, military, … none was a good option.
When we got in the car, he got behind the wheel and locked the doors.
“We have someone who needs to see you…”
My husband remained quiet and I followed his lead and squeezed his hand.
I know we drove out of Odessa, but I couldn’t tell you which direction. Then the car stopped at an old barn.
“Get out quickly we do not know what eyes are in the sky.”
I looked up at the sky and wondered if this was the last sky I would see.
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