CHAPTER 13: that tough attorney

  Geneva’s POV

  I sigh and felt bad for the only two employees in my firm. “Attorney Heather, we haven't received any work for two weeks in a row. What should we do?” she asks. “I know. I can still pay for your salary this weekend but… I’m worried about the next salary day,” I honestly said. “Then we better find a big shot client or else those stupids will laugh at us,” he remarks. “I know, but trust me! We will surely…”

  I accidentally look at the glass wall and saw those two men on a motorcycle. My eyes widened. I grab those two and pin them on the floor. The glass debris was flying everywhere when they started shooting us. I covered them. “Aghhh!” she screamed. “What the fuck!” he curses. They keep shooting us for three or more minutes until they heard a siren. I heard their motorcycle leaving the place.