Chapter 115-1
The tires screeched as I sewed the ear down on in the right street, having just ended a frantic call with Daryl who one second was Tinding no back as he knocked on a few doors near to where he found the silver lag to be parked, only before he started freaking out and saving he could see Solin on a fucking rooli
The call quickly ended in a frenzy, which only forced me to press daven harder on the gas to get there before it was too late!
Reid was beside me, gripping the dashboard, his face set in grim delimination as Emma freaked out in the back – talking incoherently as neither of us listened.
Ahead of me. I eventually spotted Sofia, her figure barely visible on the roof of a house which caused for me to swerve the car up on to the front lawn – not caring about the damage caused to it or the car.
She looked frantic and terrified, her voice barely carrying out over the distance as she screamed out for help before calling my
“FUCK!” I shouted, throwing the door open before the car had evenly stopped
I barely registered Reid yelling at me to wait as I bolted from the car The urgency to get to her taking over all else as he quickly followed me.
But then, as we both began to take in the smashed downstairs windows and the state of Sofia up on the roof, the sound of a gunshot tore through the air, a deafening crack that seemed to freeze time.
saw Sofia finch on the roof, her screams ripping right through me
I barely caught a glimpse of Reid as he dove back behind the car, his hand instinctively moving to his head unsure of where the sound had even came from
Gunshots?
I didn’t think next — 1 just moved.
I sprinted towards the house, eyes darting toward the shattered window as I forced myself through it and ignored the shards of glass piercing mo.
to think, no time to plan, Sofia was up there on the roof, and Ashton was armed… he could shoot her at any
There was no time to th minute!
I scanned my surroundings once I was inside, my eyes adjusting to the chaos locked within.
The living roo
room to my right was trashed furniture overturned, glass shards littering the flour, as if a storm had ripped through it
But 1 barely registered the destruction
My ears were ringing from the loud sound of gunshots, but beneath that, I could hear something–someone–coughing and spluttering nearby.
The sound coming out was guttural and wet, horrific to anyone that could hear it.
I spin myself toward the staircase where it echoed from, horrified at what I find laying of the top of it-
Chapter 115-1
Dary! I breathed out, my voice catching in my throat.
He was hunched over at the top of the stairs, stumped against the wall, his clothes stained through with dark patches of blood.
He coughed again, each sound rougher than the last, a grim gurgling noise escaping from his throat,
Blood spilled from his side, pooling around his on the floor. His eyes were unfocused, his face palo,
“No, no, no.” 1 muttered as I bounded up the steps two at a time, my heart slamming into my ribs. “Fork Daryl, just hold on! You’ll make it through this! FUCK! 1 panic, ripping the jacket off from my back to help plug the bleed in his abdomen.
His eyes fluttered open for a second as I reached him, but they were classy, harely conscious. “V–Vin… he croaked, blood bubbling at the corner of his mouth. T–bex Sof…” He coughed again, his body convulsing in total pain.
“I know, I know, shhh!” I whispered, pressing my hands to his wound in a desperate attempt to stem the bleeding. But the flow was relentless, hot and slick under my fingers.
My hands shook as I tried to keep the pressure, but Daryl’s breathing was shallow, his face growing paler with each passing second.
We have to move fast to get him to a hospital! But first, I have to deal with Ashton and his gun!
coums at the far end of the
I glanced down the hall, and that’s when I saw it- movement. A shadow disappearing into one of the rou corridor and reminding me of why we were even hore.
Ashton needs dealt with once and for all!
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