As I was being shoved toward the Bentley, something caught my eye.
It was a tiny red dot. Was that laser sight?
It appeared on the chest of the tall robber pushing Noah forward, then drifted slowly upward toward his head.
My blood went cold.
Noah had arranged a sniper without my noticing.
Of course he had. Because apparently k********g a Billionaire with a double life came with complimentary execution services.
The red dot steadied on the tall robber's temple. Any second now, his brains would be splattered across Noah's expensive car, and I'd be standing right next to the mess.
I thought of what he'd said inside the café.
"I just need enough for my sister's hospital bills."
His sister. Probably it was some kid or poor woman somewhere waiting for her brother to come home with money
