The Universe was Definitely Mad at me

Oh shit.

I peeped out the door, still finding the two men seated, their eyes on the bar, searching.

Shit, what had I gotten myself into?

I couldn't leave in the middle of a shift and what was the chance they weren't going to be waiting for me outside. Below zero.

I gulped down my fear, drying my sweaty palms on my jeans before walking out, feeling their eyes burning into me as I manned the bar again.

"You okay?" Luke asked, his eyes crinkling in worry as he glanced at me.

I nodded gleamly, I couldn't tell him that two men were probably going to kidnap me or torture me once I leave the bar.

Going home with him wasn't an option, they would definitely beat him up and leave him in a ditch him somewhere where the police wouldn't find him for the next three days.

I was definitely watching way too much crime movies.

I glanced at the men through the corner of my eye, finding the one who had chased after me, his body clad in a black suit, a tie knotted at his throat as he laughed at something