“Looks like someone else found out about your little trip to the law firm.”
Henry told Emilia, making her eyes go wide.
“No!” she gasped, holding her hand over her heart, that thumped loudly inside her chest.
“That is what happens when you mess with someone like Diverso? I can tell, it is your first biggie, right?”
He winked at her, lifting his shirt up from behind and pulling out a loaded gun, that had its safety on.
Bullets continued, blazing in to the restaurant, breaking through all the wooden and each and every glass structure, blowing it in to pieces, as they pierced through every surface that they hit.
Henry, removed the safety of the gun and Emilia began having flashbacks, as she saw the gun in Henry’s hand.
“Why do you always have to carry a gun?” she complained, holding he
