"Execute! Kill!"
The restless barking sounded from a dark corner, echoing in the room with those two words, instantly dropping the already suffocating atmosphere to freezing point.
"Who?"
"Who exactly is it?"
The anxiety produced by tension made everyone present stand up. They seemed to have forgotten where they were, searching frantically for the origin of the voice!
"Execute! Kill!" The deep and alluring voice resonated above them, as a black feather drifted into Nicholas's palm, instantly turning to ash. He flashed a peculiar smile, and before anyone could make a move, he dashed toward a set of blinds.
Bam! The vigorous motion stirred the dancing feathers, and Nicholas returned to his position, a hint of surprise flickering in his blue eyes.
Augusto had already drawn his gun and fired toward one corner above, while the others simultaneously aimed and fired at another corner to the upper left.
