Raised Up The Sword

Luisa's face transformed from bright to dark. Her eyes widened, her pupils dilated.

"Scott, what’s happening here? Who are these people?" she asked softly.

Scott heard her but didn't reply. He stared at the armed men forcing their way in as if memorizing their faces.

Then he glanced at Zach, who nodded. He did the same to Lombard, and Lombard nodded too.

"Everyone stay where you are! No one try anything funny!" the same armed man shouted.

Several guests turned to Zach, waiting for his command. They were soldiers from Battalion I, led by Zach. Though not in uniform, each hid a pistol and was ready to fight.

Zach shook his head, signaling them to wait. The moment to strike hadn't arrived yet.

"Which one of you is Scott? Is that you?" the armed man asked loudly, pointing his gun at Scott.

"Yes, I'm Scott. Do you have business with me?" Scott replied, stepping forward.

He could have moved further, but Luisa held him back. His wife shook her head, looking at him anxiously.

"Come here! Now!