"Hey, stop right there." His British accent came across my ears.
"Mierda." I heard Aiden curse deeply on my earpiece.
I stopped on my track and looked at them. They are wearing a black suit with a gun on their side and an earpiece on their ears. A muscular man with tattoos on his arms approached me. Next came the men, with playful grins on their lips and big eyes. I wanted to kick their asses right there and point my gun at their tits, knowing that they would never be happy again.
"Where are you going?" One of his hands rested on the edge of his gun. "You look new here," he added, and he looked around me as if he could see an enemy. Stupid people; he wanted to roll his eyes at them because of their useless question.
"Everyone's new here." I stopped myself from saying something that would alert them. A man with a thin body looked at me and was talking into his earpiece before looking at me.
"What's your name?" he said, giving me a hard look.
