บท 639: Jack

"Please don't kill me." Enzo muttered, his chest moved in a slow in and out motion.

The fact that the cold surface of the gun was pressed against his forehead terrified him. One wrong move, and it'll be set off and he'd be dead before he knew it.

"Wow… you guys are persistent." Zoey uttered under her breath, clicking her tongue as she moved her gaze around.

When her gaze met Matthew's eyes, Zoey nodded as she figured the question flickering across his eyes. 

"Yes."

Zoey nodded, knowing Matthew was thinking if this was Nikolai's doing. Surely, that guy had lost it.

"We're not here looking for trouble." When several men entered, the person holding the gun on Enzo's forehead spoke.

"Don't say that while holding a gun to my friend's head. It's hypocrisy." Zoey hissed, shaking her head while keeping her composure together.