The knock came again the second time and with intentional footsteps, Damien made his way to the door, his gun dangling in his hand.
Walk on your tiptoe, the bad guys will know someone is in the room — Scarlett yelled in her head, though she wanted to spew it out but couldn't because of fear.
The gunshot came again and this time around, she buried her head inside the pillow only to raise it when the door flung open.
“We are being attacked.” Aramani's voice came through. It was then only then she relaxed but her heart started racing again when the gun battle wouldn't stop.
“I know. Got any idea on the intruders?” He asked casually, heightening Scarlett's fears. Not wanting to pass out, she quickly slid under the duvet as she muttered prayers to her maker for help.
“They aren't part
