Daddy!

Davis's POV

Getting to the hideout, we made our way out into the building. The bastards were all over the place guiding just one little girl, making me wonder who it was that would do this to me. It is just so certain that this fucker is someone who knows me very well. To keep such men to watch over a little girl, a smile creeps on my lips, at least he knew I wasn't one to be fucked with.

Vincent had arranged for silencers and made sure all the guns had them. As we moved, we killed those on our way. We didn't know how many were in the building, but we tried as much as we could to make sure the people inside didn't hear the commotion outside, therefore killing them before they could scream.

When we got into the inner part of the building, my eyes landed on two men who were involved in arm wrestling

“How about I try?” I asked, removing my jacket. Their eyes landed on me, making them loosen their grips.

“Hey, how did you get in here?” One of the men asks in panic, making me scoff. This