Beg For The Keys

"Fine, keep the bag!" Jasmin screamed, looking up at the two boys, realising she had no chance of fighting the pair of them off. "But, please, let me keep my keys. I left something important in the bookshop and I need to get it back!"

The boys looked at each other, and then back at Jasmin, before one of them rummaged through the bag, pulling out the keys. "Oh really?" He sneered, looking at them. "What sort of important something?"

Jasmin instantly regretted her choice of words, trying to work out how to back up her words. "It's nothing valuable! It's personal, not something that would interest anyone else."

The boys look at each other again, wicked grins crossing their faces. "I bet there's a lot of money in the till too," one of them said, looking at the keys. "I think we should maybe pay the bookshop a little visit."

"No!" Jasmin yelled, but if she had hoped her volume would attract help, it didn't materialise, she was all alone with these two, her mind racing with ways to protect Megan.