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Bullets That Call My Name

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Fernando’s POV

The sound of automatic fire became a storm around us.

Emilio cursed under his breath, gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles went pale. Marlo already had his gun out, his body shielding mine as if he would absorb every bullet if it came to it.

I stayed bent low in the backseat, every nerve in my body alive with fury.

Who had dared? Which of my enemies had grown insane enough, suicidal enough, to attack me like this?

I had seen betrayal before, I had lived with it, but this was a declaration of war.

The windshield cracked again. Emilio slammed his head lower as sparks flew from the dashboard.

“We can’t stay like this, boss! They’ll rip the car apart piece by piece!”

Marlo’s arm pressed hard against me, forcing me lower.

“Stay down, boss. Do not move. I’ll deal with whoever the bastard is that thought this was smart.”

I swallowed a sharp breath, my voice a low growl.

“Who? Who would be insane enough to come at me in broad daylight?”

“They’re no
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