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Leia's POV

"Richo!" I yelled in horror as some of his blood spilled on my face. His weight fell on me and we crashed into the hard floor.

He pinned me down, still shielding me with his body while one of his hands was pressed against the wound.

"Stay down!" He groaned in pain as I tried to wiggle out from under him. My hand darted over his hand and together we applied pressure to the wound.

"Who the heck did this!? I yelled at Alex as he rushed over. He tried to flip Jericho over but he didn't bulge.

"It's over now, boss, the shooters are gone," Alex said and Jericho rolled away from me.

"What about the shooters?" Jericho slurred. He groaned painfully and sweat trickled down his body.

"We lost them…our men are still checking the perimeter," Alex said and laid Jericho's good arm on his shoulders.

Luca joined on the other side but Jericho yelled in pain as Luca lifted his wounded arm.

We had to cover some distance before we got to our cars. We had parked them far away from the forest o
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