CHAPTER 128

JORDAN'S POV

"This should be quick." My younger brother, Lucas, assured me. "We just need to be fast. Here. Wear this." He tossed me a black balaclava.

I wore it. He gave me a gun.

"Why are we using a gun? You promised no one was going to get hurt in this operation." I held the gun in my hand, looking at the weapon like some bomb about to go off.

"And no one will, but do you think they'll pay us attention or obey and fear us without any weapon?" he asked impatiently, though ...