Aurora's POV
“Okay bro,” I said, raising my hand, “we're not here for trouble, we've just come to ask a few questions.”
“Why then was your girlfriend trying to break into my apartment?” Graham asked, moving back inside. He held Caitlin in such a way that she moved with him. Caitlin's hands were up, and a quick dry smile appeared on her face.
“We've been knocking since, and you've refused to respond,” I grunted, hoping he'd drop his gun or even relax.
“Who are you?” Graham asked. His voice was low and shaky, making it hard to rattle him.
“I am Aurora Martel and I've come to just ask you a few questions.” I said, keeping my hands up.
“Oh, I'm Caitlin by the way.” Caitlin introduced herself. Graham slightly hit the gun on her head.
He was a little bit deep in the house when he hissed
