I took in a deep breath and started toward the bar. My heart drummed heavily when I noticed everyone’s eyes closely followed my every motion.
The distance between the place I stood and the bar was not even that long.
But I still felt it was miles away.
Before I reached the spot, Lucas, who stood near the bar, kicked the holster near the jacket away. The leather string that held multiple guns slid across the deck, making a loud sound.
Ricky picked up a gun and let out a whistle.
I stopped in my tracks, casting Lucas a resentful look.
Lucas shrugged, “Just in case.”
I ignored him and quickly went to the jacket, picking it up and turning on my heels.
433…
433…
Hugging the jacket against my chest, I repeated the number Aaron told me in my head again and again as I walked toward h
