Suddenly, the restroom door banged open. The noise echoed against the tiles, freezing King mid-breath. His heart jumped into his throat as his eyes darted toward the entrance, only to widen in shock.
It wasn't the bartender.
It wasn't another stranger.
It was someone else entirely, someone who could change everything in a single moment.
A sharp, commanding voice cut through the air.
"Leave him alone. Are you deaf?"
Emmy and his friend snapped their heads toward the intruder. Their mocking grins faltered when they saw who it was.
Mike stepped in first, his frame tense and protective, but before he could move further, another figure appeared from behind him… Win. His gaze locked on Emmy, his jaw tense with fury.
"Who the hell are you?" Emmy sneered, shoving forward, trying to mask the flicker of fear.
