Bab 176: Beginning

I spotted a middle-aged man in a distance, sitting on one end of the seesaw and glancing at me occasionally. The park was empty, fortunately with no possibility of interference. It was still snowing quite badly, and I thanked God for it. I didn't have to endanger the lives of innocents this way. I quickly repositioned my hand so that it was easier to pull out my gun if the man tried to attack. His eyes were glued to my hands and he, too, pulled his hand inside the pocket of his jacket and prepared to take a shot. I calmed my nerves when I saw his hesitation. His muscles were tensed like he was holding onto the gun for dear life. He thought he could shoot me if he had to, but I knew better. He pulled his hand out of his pocket when he noticed my hand coming back to his view. He sighed in relief and kept staring at me. I glanced around the park, unnerved by his unwavering stare, searching for possible escape routes if any attack began.