Break The Ice
The tension in his shoulders was wrong, and as Nico searched his face, his fingers twitched near his waistband.
Nico gritted his teeth. Fucking amateur.
Nico's move was swift, the burst of the bullet burying itself into the goon's head before the man could move.
The gun clattered to the floor, the goon's eyes still wide open in shock before his body followed, landing with a heavy thud.
Gallo flinched but didn’t move. Nico barely spared him a glance.
Instead, he exhaled, massaging his temples. Fucking Connor... Ha. "Fucking Connor!"
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