Hate Me, Love Me |GxG|
Remington tried to stall, but Felix was finished playing.
Before he could say anything else, a voice rang out from behind him.
“Drop the weapon!”
Felix turned sharply.
Hank stood several yards away, his weapon trained directly on him. As Blake’s second-in-command, he had been leading one of the teams sweeping the facility with Ferdinand.
“Step away from the girl,” Hank ordered. “Put the gun down, and nobody else gets hurt.”
For a fraction of a second, Felix simply stared at him.
Then his expression hardened.