~Adrian~

  They were everywhere. While my men infiltrated their hideout with gunshots and others patrolled the outside so no one escaped, I looked for my wife.

  I had given strict orders to capture Gary. Shoot him in the arm, leg—wherever—but I want him alive. The man could be stubborn, so it’s no big deal handicapping him for a while.

  Oh, and even if he tries to escape, his dirty laundry was out in the open. 

  The killer of his wife, money ...