“Emmalyn’s POV”
“I have no clue. She isn’t allowed to leave this place. Maybe she went with the younger boss,” helplessly, the man replied.
“Who is he and where can I find him?” Colsen asked.
“His name I don’t know, but yes, you can get him from the country’s main pub house,” he disclosed looking at Colsen’s eyes.
“Anything else to share?” Colsen asked while pulling a revolver out of his pocket. As the man shook his head in denial, what I heard was a gunshot.
Though blood kept oozing from the forehead of the man, Colsen held my hand and pulled me out of the room.
Due to the fright I got, I kept panting as suddenly I was feeling out of oxygen. All of a sudden, how stone-hearted he was acting?
As we were successfully out of the club, I decided to ask, “why did you shoot the man?
