Chapter 35: Chapter 35 Bicker

Our footsteps echoed in unison as we hurriedly walked towards the parking lot, my brother and I following Azrael from close behind, I, focusing my gaze on my soft pink chucks making contact with the concrete alley as I was too afraid to face either of them for two very different reasons.

"Okay, can someone tell me WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" Rick's enraged tone rang in my ears as he shouted from right next to me, disrupting the thickly tensed silence, drawing my attention on him, noticing how he carelessly waved the gun in his hand like it was nothing.

Yeah, you keep doing that, bro. It's not like we had drawn enough attention on us already anyways.

"Just shut up and go unlock the car. You'll get your answers later." Azrael's deep, slightly rusty voice commanded, sounding rather irritated already, not even bothering to turn around and face him.