"Do you know them?" Pearl asked Raymond as the three men made their way towards their car.
"Enough to know we might be in deep s**t," he responded, his features contorted in worry.
He subtly grabbed the handgun resting beside him and tucked it into his boot then grabbed a second gun that he held in his hand.
"Say nothing until I say otherwise," he instructed. "And try not to appear too emotional or emotionless. One man in particular gets his kicks from eliciting emotions from their victims and I refuse to give him the pleasure of riling us up."
He popped open the door just as they arrived at the car and stepped down, his hand holding the gun, remaining by his side.
"What have you gotten yourself into, Raymond?" One of the men who had a burn scar warping the lower right of his face, te
