Writer POV

“Let’s go,” Asher said, standing on his feet checking out his suit in the mirror.

“Why would you want to take him with us? He doesn’t look like someone who is going to work” Anthony frowned seriously, clenching his fist.

It’s almost like he wants to beat Scott up with the gun in his mouth.

“Tell me, you look like someone who is going to work with your red hair and new nose piercing?you are wearing earrings and dressing like someone who is going on a date?” Asher asked him.

Anthony looked at himself in the mirror to be sure that he’s actually referring to him with his...