KADEN
Kaden was rendered motionless when the unknown gun-man pointed the gun right at his forehead. Beside him, Avery's stance was switching between anger and fear, the same emotions that were flashing across the face of his friends.
They couldn't make a move to disarm the man since they were all on the same table; he had them at gunpoint.
A wrong move, and his brain would be bursted in shreds. Kaden thought, wondering why he had chosen to eat at this public restaurant today instead of at his personal restaurant.
Well, that was because of Storm, no doubt. While his friends had taken a break from work to get lunch, he had remembered that her stepmother had a restaurant, the avenue through which he had been able to meet her in the first place. Tim, his personal driver, had led them here.