*Zac*
When we reach the house we instantly know that this is much worse than feared, and one look through the window confirms this. The owners has walked in on the crew and they have them bound and on their knees, Villum standing with a gun in his hand, looking ready to execute them.
“Please try not to shoot Villum, he is just a kid”. Astrid says, looking at me.
“What do you take me for ?” I c**k my head. “Do you really think I would shoot a kid, even if he is on the wrong path ?”
She nods. “You are right, you wouldn’t, sorry”.
I nod back. “Let’s go then”.
As Astrid moves towards the front door, I move to the glass door into the living room, I need to distract them, so they won’t have time to shoot the owners.
I look around, then I spot some sturdy plastic deck chairs. I grab one a
