Inside, everything was arranged at pawn height. It had to be some sort of prop room.
“I found the roses,” I said looking at the glass fridge filled with red roses.
“And I found the guns,” Gray said from behind me.
I turned to see Gray c**k a Carion. It was a gun similar to the one we used for capture the flag. It didn’t have much range, but it was deadly. Considering that it was pocket-sized, I wondered what the producers had had planned for them.
“Is it loaded?” I asked.
“Yes,” Gray said gripping the handle. “And now I’m gonna get some answers.”
Gray stiffened his arm and pointed the gun at me. A wave of heat washed through me. I froze. But then Gray turned the gun and pointed it at Thorin.
“I don’t know who you are,” Gray said to Thorin. “But you’re gonna tell me, or I’m gonna sho
