"Who are you?" Cassie asked the man who had just shot Lauren and saved their lives.
He was probably in his mid to late fifties judging by the greying hair. He wore what looked like a custom-made three-piece suit. He walked in with so much confidence of a man who held power.
He had four men with him, two of whom came further in and started untying them.
"Oh my little red rose, do not tell me you do not remember me," he said smiling at her. The pet name he used triggered a memory from when she was a child.
This was one of her father's close friends. She remembered how she always ran up to him and he would put her on his lap till he left.
"Mr. O'Connor?" Cassie asked hoping she got it right. It was years ago she last saw or spoke with him. What was he doing here? Did he work with Jak
