The moment their rifles locked on me, the man in the yellow suit’s swagger evaporated.
“What the hell are you doing?” he hissed in panic, eyes wide. “Kneel, damn it! Right now!” His voice cracked. “What kind of cursed name is that to mention in this house? Are you out of your mind?”
I didn’t flinch. I said it again, clearly, so there was no mistaking it.
“I’m looking for Viper.”
That only made the guards shift their stance, fingers curling tighter on their triggers.
“Kneel,” one snarled, “or we shoot you where you stand. You’ve got three seconds.”
“Three…”
The man in the yellow suit leaned toward me, his voice dropping into a venomous hiss.
“Kneel, you bastard. Kneel before they put you on the ground.”
“Two…”
I didn’t move.
The guards’ rifles rose a fraction higher.
“One—”
“St
