Hyde's POV
The look on his face was a miniature of a wounded Lion. His eyes were blaring, ferocious like I had touched something of significance to him. My eyes lingered on his finger that was on the trigger and I panicked.
I don't want to die but I won't betray my boss. We're in this together.
" What did you do?" He asked again with authority this time. He was looking over my head to check on the Vixen on the bed who was still sleeping. Just how much sedative did I give her? It might be a strong narcotic but it's still a sedative.
" She's alive I swear" he used his eyes to order some men to check up on her and they nodded after checking for a pulse.
Are they mannequins or what?
His cold gaze moved to my trembling hands and back to my face.
" You touched her? Which of your han
