Chapter 7: Surprise
Logan
Before I could stop her, Siren crossed the room to her and pointed a gun in her face. But she reared back her hand and slapped Siren across the face as hard as she could. I couldn’t help but be in awe of her.
“Get that thing out of my face, and don’t point it at me unless you plan on using it!” she yelled.
Siren chuckled, undeterred. “Oh, honey. I plan on using it.”
“No!” I yelled. “Siren, don’t!”
Her head snapped up as she narrowed her eyes, silently asking why I had used her name. We never used our real names while on the job.
But a job was a job. Time for business.
“Is there anyone else in the house?” I demanded, fisting the man’s white hair, yanking back his head. He looked young, despite his white hair.
“No, no one!” he yelled, trembling. “I’m sorry I’m late with your payment, but I don’t have the money—”
“Late?” I scoffed. “You’re six months behind on your payments! We’ve warned you and threatened you, but now it’s time to pay with your life.”