With tippy toes as you walked sticked to the wall as the officers walked ahead.

My gold chain.

Keeping up some courage, you continued to move further, these men won't be taking your only hope and father's memory. The chain.

As you were about to step further more, a large hand closed your mouth before you yell and pinned you against the wall.

"Do you wanna die?" The deep voice mumbled, making your eyes widened as you looked front at the chief officer of British council. No way he will let you get caught.