"Boss, it's almost time," Trevor said, lowering his arm after glancing at his wristwatch for the umpteenth time. His face held a deep frown, a stark contrast to his usual calm demeanor.
Inside, he was a panicky mess, his thoughts racing as he considered the risks of the night ahead. The weight of the situation pressed heavily on his shoulders, and he couldn't shake the unease that gnawed at him.
If it were just him and Roman out there by that time, he wouldn't be worried. They could easily handle anything thrown at them. But having Tessy with them complicated things.