Deadly Ultimatum

A strand of hair drifted down Damon's cheek. He froze, thinking, 'Holy shit! That's a real gun.'

"Elara, where did you get a gun?" Hazel screamed.

"Get out," Elara said, firing another shot at Hazel's feet without blinking.

Hazel shrieked and bolted out of the private room. The place fell dead silent.

Elara let down her hair with a single motion. Her skin was flawless, her eyes rimmed with a hint