The Invisible Heir
If the shooter’s associates, or anyone else, tried to interfere, they’d be ready.
Inside there were about five guys dressed in tactical gear, watching over the shooter to make sure he didn't escape.
Julian gave a small signal with his fingers, and one of the guards yanked the blindfold off the captives head. The man blinked rapidly, his eyes adjusting to the dim light, before they shifted slowly to stare at Julian and Nyx who stood before him.
His eyes lingered longer on Nyx, remembering that she was the person who had knocked him out just before he could make his perfect escape.