Author’s POV
It's Friday.
In the meeting room
“Steve, you and Red need to come with me,” Lion stated.
“Where are we going?” Red asked curiously.
“One of my friends needs our help,” Lion replied.
“Let me guess he is also a gangster?” Red asked, raising a brow.
“Of course, what kind of friends do you want me to have?” he asks bluntly.
“I hope we will come back today,” Red muttered.
“It depends if the mission ends today.” Lion replied, grabbing his gun.
“Here Red, you also need a gun,” Steve said, handling Red a gun.
“It’s so heavy, I can't even shoot.” She whined.
“What do you mean you can't shoot?” he asked bluntly.
“I haven't held a gun in my life.” She protested.
“No wonder she thinks it's heavy,” Steve chuckled,
Lion glared at Ste
