Damien barged into the room, the door slamming hard against the wall. Gwen froze instantly, clutching the Glock behind her. Her heart pounded fast.
“Gwen, what are you hiding from me now, huh?” Damien’s voice thundered through the room. “I don’t understand what the hell is going on anymore!”
Gwen stayed still, her face expressionless.
“Nothing, Damien,” she said coldly.
Damien’s eyes burned with frustration. “Nothing?” he snapped. “What are you hiding now?”
“I said it’s nothing you need to worry about,” Gwen shot back, refusing to meet his eyes.
In one sharp move, Damien marched up to her and grabbed her arm, swirling her around. The Glock slipped slightly from her grip. His eyes widened when he saw it.
“What are you doing with that?” he demanded. “And how did you even know I kept i
