"You two — stay right where you are! Don't you dare move a muscle, or you'll only make things worse for yourselves!"
Me and Melania both freeze the moment we hear that threatening voice coming from somewhere nearby.
It sounds like a man in his thirties or forties, and judging by his tone and what he just said...
"Shit, he must be a cop..." I hiss through gritted teeth. "Melania, if he asks you anything, tell him you left your ID at home, okay? If that asshole realizes you're thirteen, I'm going to jail!"
"Oh, Axel, you're so dramatic. Don't worry, my incredible succubus powers will take care of this in no time — there's not a man in the world who can't be attracted to me. And if he happens to have different tastes... well, then you'll have to seduce him."
"Forget it! I'd rather go to jail than flirt with some guy!"
"Oh, right. Sometimes I forget how old-fashioned you are..."
"I'm not old-fashioned! I just like pussy. There's a difference!"
"Fine. Then we kill him."
