C7 Chapter 07
Six weeks later...
"Do it, tesoro, (Treasure)" Ace snarls, and I shake my head with dread. "Now!" He expresses quietly as he tries to dissuade the salesman from pressing the large, rounded red button beneath the glass display cabinets, which would alert the police.
My rapid breathing causes the visor of my helmet to fog up, obscuring my vision and the extra padding inside impairs my hearing