“Sutton...put the gun down.” Declan ordered her before she focused her gaze to Autumn. It was clear that whatever serenity she found herself in while in Declan’s arms had only worked while in the confines of the bedroom as she was now blazing with anger. She walked further towards the duo, having worn a look of hatred deep upon her face while her gun focused in upon Autumn.
“I take it you are tired of others ruining the plot to kill me? They really suck at it, you know.” Autumn spoke to her in a spunky tone while Sutton moved closer to her, pulling back the hammer of the pistol, before glaring deeply towards her. Declan stood in front of Autumn, seeing how his words did nothing but run by the woman holding the gun and Autumn’s words were only angering her further.
“Get out of the way,
