Layce's Point of View.
BANG!
A loud snap wakes me. It sounds like someone was kicking the door off its hinges. Opening my eyes I see two empty beds. Wyatt and Jason are gone. Fear envelops me. Who is breaking into my house and where are my brothers? Stumbling out of bed I grab the two handguns I keep on the shelf in the closet. My phone buzzes in the corner but I ignore it.
I step out of the room holding both pistols in front of me and slowly make my way down the stairs. Two large men, both wearing ball caps, black jeans, and black t-shirts are kicking the s**t out of my dad. Wyatt and Jason cower in the kitchen. Scanning the area I realize the men are blocking the only exit.
I step out a little further when one of the thugs screams "WHERE. IS. OUR. MONEY?"
Fuck, loan sharks, that
