Okay, things had officially escalated, Theodore thought as he stared down the barrel of the gun the man held. Hell, who was he kidding? Things had exploded and he again had no one to blame but himself and his stupid mouth he couldn’t seem to control when he was in front of this woman.
However, staring at the black, shiny weapon, it took everything in him not to react to the threat in front of him as he was trained to do in such situations. Because the truth was, Theodore was no stranger to guns. Hence, he knew how to disarm a person, even one who held the gun with a freakishly steady hand.
The man’s finger on the trigger didn’t even twitch. That told Theodore Mirabelle’s friend, who he knew from his little research was Morris Nunez, was way too calm for a man pointing a gun at a strang
