The room froze.
Before Donald or his guards could react to the news of an attack, Mark was already in action. He quickly grabbed Donald by the collar and turned him around, holding him still.
From Mark's hand, a powerful magnum appeared. He was ready to shoot as the barrel was pressed firmly against the side of Donald's head. Donald was trembling in fear.
"No! No! No!" Donald pleaded. "Are you guys stupid?!"
The guards froze, stunned. None of them could figure out how Mark had smuggled a gun past their security.
They had checked him, maybe not thoroughly, but enough to be confident. Or so they thought.
A weapon shouldn't have been possible. Not here. Not under their watch.
But there was no time to process the shock.
Their boss's life was on the line, and in that moment, instinct kicked in.
All that mattered now was protecting Donald, no matter what it took.
"Drop your weapons," Mark ordered.
