A tiny creak, then soft, dragging footsteps came from the hallway. This all started after one of the masked guys whispered into Alejandro's ear. He had nodded, and from there they had been shuffling here and there, acting like they were getting ready for something.
Antonio and Cole froze, eyes glued to the door, waiting. It was just a regular, fancy door, but right then, it felt like something was about to explode in their face. Antonio had a bad feeling in his gut as he strained his eyes on the door.
It swung open slowly, revealing two more masked figures. They weren't just standing there, though. Between them, they dragged someone in with hands bound behind their back and a black bag pulled over their head.
"GET YOUR FILTHY HANDS OFF ME! YOU'LL REGRET THIS, I SWEAR TO GOD!" a muffled,
