C81 Cephus' POV

Cephus’ POV

The doors in front of us push open. I pull myself from Katie’s side and push her behind me, shooting the two men before us directly in their chests before they can even raise their guns.

They’re so young. Their blood seeping onto the gold flaked marble, reminding me that it doesn’t matter how many nice things you have. In the end, none of it matters if you’re not alive