Silence pressed in from every end as Roland darted his gaze from the woman to the man who held a gun to her head.
“Are you going to keep being stubborn?” The man's voice iced. He took a step forward, pressing the gun onto her forehead. “You think you can survive this? Huh? You think you're tough!”
The woman didn't move an inch, didn't even flinch.
What the hell is she? A robot?
Roland scoffed, holding his stance.
“Impressive,” he muttered, eyes narrowing on her. He'd never seen any lady so bold in the face of danger, especially not one who hadn't had a taste of military training.
He sucked in a breath and glanced at his wrist watch. “9:45 p.m. Fifteen minutes and Lauren will be out to look for me.”
Do I get involved? With everything going on right now, will it be worth it?
He sh
