Chapter seventy two

Stanning's Pov

The City Bank

Stanning crept past the gate and into the bank's premises.

The guards were all dead.

I checked the bullets in my gun again, for like the fifth time.

I was nervous. I'd run into the Skin Croc Gang a lot of times in the past and come out unharmed , but this time it was different. I was a demon. It'd been ten years. What could have happened?

A lot. I'd changed too. I was no longer a crybaby, and I didn't care about what I looked like.

All I wanted was some peace. I saw my mother every single night in my sleep.

I put her hand into a pouch, bringing out finely grounded dust.

I poured it in a straight line round the outside of the bank building , forming a circle.

I was creating a magical boundary that'd keep Luther in the building.

I looked at my teammates.

There was no going back.

Norman and Donna put on their masks.

"Let's do this ", I said.

Norman kicked the door open.

"It's the police!. Freeze!", he screamed shooting all the bullets in his assa