EDWARD'S POV
I dropped down from my bike and I took off my helmet. The cool evening breeze fanned my face.
I dropped the helmet on the seat of the bike and then I took off my headband and my gloves.
"Nice...." I said to myself, " Just nice. Those idiots, I'm gonna kill them." I yelled in anger and frustration.
I was alone in the garage, there were only a few cars here. It was still sunny and the evening was still early, no body would want to be clubbing or partying by this time of the day.
I took the duffle bag containing the guns and I walked towards the entrance of the club, when I got inside the club, I was surprised because it looked more occupied than I expected it to be.
Music, people's screams, smoke, smell of alcohol stale in the air, girls in tight cut out tees and men grinding their groin on hips... Just like every typical club.
