His Existence Is Just A Waste Of Space

Austyn took another step forward. ‘Give me the gun, okay? I promise I’ll get justice for your father. Will you trust me just one more time, please?’ ‘Don’t come any closer!’ Kira screamed and backed away. She was now less than three metres away from Henry’s armchair. Kira spun around and trained the gun on Henry’s head. ‘You murdered my father!’ Two guards next to Henry sprang into action. One dived in front of him while the other whipped out his own gun, aiming it at Kira. ‘Put down your—’ Before he could finish, a powerful kick from Austyn sent him sprawling on the floor. Austyn stomped on his hand before kicking the gun out of his reach. ‘Don’t you dare point a gun at her!’ The man curled into a ball, clutching at his stomach. Kira kept her gun hand up. ‘Say it! Did you kill my father?’ Henry remained seated. It wasn’t the first time someone pulled a weapon on him at point-blank range, but Kira was definitely the first woman to do so. A frown appeared on his deeply lined forehead. ‘