My words made Leon scrunch his face in confusion, and I waved my hand in the air, gaining nothing from his struggling brain.
"Forget it. You're too young to understand.
Give me Grace."
"It seems you don't realize the position you're in, Mr. Lawson," Leon said, but I was already tired of engaging in a conversation with him.
I studied the room and then looked to the ass which was still bent over and oresting to me it's asshole.
"Emily, you should leave. Things are about to get messy in here."
"Really? And how did you figure that would happen?" Leon turned to me with a smirk.
"Like this."
With remarkable strength, I pulled my wrists apart, the chain binding the cuffs shattering.
Immediately, I swung my hand to the left, and my Desert Eagle appeared.
Bam!!
Bam!!
The bullets soared from my gun, aiming to put holes in the baron. But before they could reach him, they hit something invisible, losing all their momentum.
