Asican looked at the face of Mirela and he knew she wasn’t happy with him leaving. He couldn’t understand but he knew she had something on her mind which she didn't want to tell him. He looked at Ahren who was smiling at him, a warm feeling spread through his chest seeing him smile.
“I’ll get ready and come”
He walked upstairs and entered his room, then he walked towards the drinks cabinet in his room and pulled open a drawer door. Then he grabbed a bag out of it and unzipped as he looked into it.
His heart turned cold with the thought of him using them again but he didn’t have a choice, looking at the weapon inside of the bag he sighed and zipped it back as he placed it on the drinks cabinet.
Then walking into the dressing room, he took off his shirt and changed into a black
