Rewrite the Apocalypse Dream
Julian was clearly just passing the time out of pure boredom.
Seeing him, Joanna let out a soft sigh. He is always flashy without even trying.
She was too focused on her teammate to notice Fletcher and his guards. Behind her, the three men had frozen on the steps, staring at Julian in utter, unadulterated horror. Their minds raced, trying to process the impossible display. What did they just see? He shoots electricity?
The three women scrambled out of the sedan the moment they saw Fletcher. One rushed straight into the arms of the guard from the lobby, their shared features marking them as siblings.