Chapter 185. Shots Fired

Leah’s POV

I froze, the folders still in my hands. I stared at the gun being pointed at me and for a moment, everything got blurry before my vision cleared again.

Why did I get drunk? Oh, yeah, to dull the pain. But now I was kind of regretting it. 

“I’m—I just need these, that’s it,” I tried to explain but the woman scoffed. She was drunk, which made her even more dangerous.

She was drunk and emotional, which was a bad mix. “Are you hearing yourself? You tricked me. You didn’t come here to talk or anything. You came here to f*cking betray me, didn’t you?” She chuckled darkly as she took a few steps closer to me. 

Her eyes were locked on me and even though she could not walk in a straight line, the gun she was holding was very steady. It was locked on me and she didn’t look like she was joking.

“I will put them back, that’s what you want, right?” I asked, taking a step back, afraid to make any sudden moves. I knew that t