She heard a hushed sound, but it didn't draw her attention.
"So I think you owe me, Kawehi. And I don't think we need to worry about talking you into signing the document that Charmaine's daddy had me bring to Hawaii."
Kawehi nodded, almost numb as if she'd been standing for hours and hours.
"Why don't you take a step back?"
His words didn't make sense.
Kawehi looked up at him and her jaw dropped.
That soft sound she'd heard was his gun clearing his holster.
"How?"
PALLAS
Pallas felt his breath catch in his throat when he saw Nick pull out his gun and aim it at Kawehi.
Nick was focused on her and wasn't paying attention to his surroundings. That could mean a number of things.
He might not be interested in actually using it on her, that was what Pallas was hoping it meant.
But that didn't make things foolproof.
Just because he didn’t want to use it, didn't mean that he wouldn't.
It was just putting things slightly in their favor.
Pallas knew that he could hold his own against Nick. Anyone on his team could take him on without a worry, even with a gun in his hand, as long as they got the drop on him, he'd bet money on any of his team taking the man to the ground.
Kawehi and Maile were the people he was worried about.
They were innocents. His team was trained for this.
Nick? Well, he didn't worry about what happened to him. Nick couldn't even be called a man in any real sense of the word.
Leaving his wife. Marrying another woman.
And now, coming back to Hawaii and drawing a gun on Kawehi?
Pallas would be more than happy to stop him from hurting anyone ever again.
"Are you actually going to use that?"
He hated hearing the fear in Kawehi's voice.
She was being beyond strong by keeping her voice level and her gaze fixed on Nick. Pallas just needed her to remain calm for a little while longer.
"I don't think I need to if you just follow my instructions." He waved the gun at her earning a glare from Pallas. "Start walking."
Kawehi took one step back and stumbled over what was uneven ground behind her.
Pallas kept silent, biting into his cheek.
"Where... I mean how did you get a gun into the festival?"
Pallas knew, but he was proud of her for keeping Nick distracted and talking.