Tristan quietly entered their house and stopped in his tracks when he smelled gunpowder and the fresh smell of blood.
He didn’t think twice to run upstairs just to check on his wife, dealing with numerous underground has always been a natural thing for him to do.
But now he’s in a huge mess where he couldn’t tell anyone what he has to do and he has to do something to keep his wife safe.
That’s the only thing that matters to him now aside from taking revenge, he easily opened the locked door and noticed his wife sleeping soundly on the bed.
He raised his gun when he felt presence from his side, “It’s just me boss, I’ve been waiting for you just like her, but she fell asleep,” Julian toned down his voice, so Tristan lowered his gun.
“What happened here? Is my wife okay?”
