Romano's POV

A dangerous chuckle ripped from my mouth as I stared at Alex, who held the gun aimed at me. His eyes held no pity.

“Get away from him now, or I’m going to shoot you in the head,” he said, determination lacing his voice.

“So you’re the one. You told him about our plan?”

“Drop the gun now, or I will shoot,” he warned. But instead, I pointed my gun at Ashfront, intending to pull the trigger again.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Why?” I ...