AIDEN'S POV
"Why don't you just look closer?" Using my fingers to brush my hair out of my face, I gave them a grin. "look now, do you remember?”
“You…” He pulled out his gun. “It's the—” He was dead. One of my men had taken him out. In a blink of an eye, I was shielded by my men.
“Hand me my gun.” I told Stephan.
“Here boss.”
I grabbed my gun and walked out from behind them.
“I see you guys were being cautious. Smart, smart. But how cautious can you be after doing something as foolish as hurting an Armstrong, hurting my wife.”
“It wasn't us sir, we're innocent.” I heard the two younger guys say. Such easily frightened idiots would be useful.
“Who was it then?”
“It was our Boss.”
“You think I don't know that?” Anger made me thunder the words at them. The young ones seemed fright
