Mason showed his dirty smile. Purposely he undue the gun safety gear slowly and aimed at him. He was massaging is shoulder while Ashely was tying his wrist and blocking his mouth. Alta was glaring at Mason, Mason smiled back. This kind of smile really helped during this situation.
“You. You know where we’re from right?”
His eyes were shaking. That means he knows. Right, if he didn’t know, he wouldn’t hide in a place like this.