Chapter Ninety-Seven

“Bang!”

A loud sound was heard through the commotion that was already happening. The police and Aidan’s security busted into the underground club.

Now, Aidan had sent a message to Malcolm, showing him the route and the specific way to open the door once the police arrived. He didn't even think they would come in at such an early time.

The whole space was filled with the smoke that resulted from the forced entry. Aidan looked over and saw that Zayed was holding the gun at the mouth opening as it was pointed directly at him by Jeremy. He looked closely and saw that he had prevented the shot from getting to him by using his body as a shield. So he took the bullet that was meant for him. He grunted and staggered back, slyly collecting the gun from Jeremy as he fell on Aidan’s hands.

“I'm crazy, right?” He asked weakly as he slouched on him, his blood spurting from his mouth. He was still grinning as he held onto his hand.

Jeremy on the other hand, was already on the floor, pinned tight