Beads of sweat drooped down Darius’ face when faced with the menacing pistol in Michael’s hand. The safety of the pistol was off, and the moment Michael pulled the trigger, a bullet would be embedded in Darius’ heart.

Darius felt genuine fear when faced with the gun trained on his heart. He wasn’t a fool, so he knew that with the amount of training he had now, there was no absolutely no way he could dodge a bullet. The instant Michael shot him, Darius would be a goner.

Alice’s eyes widened in