The gunshot.

Tracy's pov.

I turned in the direction where the phone was vibrating from and my eyes met with green almond eyes, boring holes into mine, my heart leaped once and I swallowed hard before staring back at my phone, and from my phone to the assains phone.

“Fuck”! I could hear him cursed underneath his breath.

But it all didn't make sense to me and I was sure it wasn't making sense to any other person.

I hung up the call and the beep from his phone stopped, I scoffed inwardly before biting slightly on my lips.

I placed a call again and his phone began to ring again.

Ashley and Kai watched us in amusement. They sure didn't know what was going on right now.

My heart clenched in pain, so he was Lacan.

How come I didn't recognize his eyes the moment I saw him?

Tears welled up in my eyes, ones I didn't expect.

“Lacan” my voice cracked as I tried to call him and he slammed his phone angrily across the wall before pulling off his mask.

I gasped and Ashley and Kai did too, Ashley fell slightly t