"Oh, think you're high and mighty?" Finn Lewis turned and walked to Brian Barry, smiling as he swung the handgun in his hand and asked.
Brian swallowed hard. Finn was wearing a smile, but for whatever reason, he could feel a deep chill around him. It was as if one wrong word from him would put him at the receiving end of a bullet from Finn's gun, right at his forehead. He had only experienced this kind of feeling from a few unpredictable leaders of powerful factions during his days as a mercenary.
Such people were doubtlessly the most terrifying. Even the gorgeous woman behind Finn sent shivers down his spine. Dressed in typical urban office attire, with a constant smile on her face, yet the way she pulled the trigger without hesitation revealed a remorseless killer.
