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Chapter 322: Three Bullets to the Chest

Without warning there's another harsh pop in the air like someone shooting off a firecracker, and then red blossoms in the middle of Pete's forehead. His body falls back hitting the ground once again. The thud is too far away to hear, but I swear my body feels the vibration.

Holy fuck.

My ears ring from the gunfire as men pool around us each of them yelling things back and forth. It's coordinated chaos. An ambulance with its lights flashing speeds over the highway.

"That man took three bullets to the chest," Huxley mutters to himself shaking his head. "I haven't seen anything that crazy since Thailand."

...

The steady beat of Elliot's hospital machines lulls me into a restless sleep as my head rests on Elliot's hand.

"Harley," a deep voice whispers in my ear, shaking my shoulder. "Har."

In a start my head pops up and my eyes search Elliot's face, but his hand still rests underneath my head, a pool of my drool sticking between his fingers.

"Still drool, huh? I wouldn't
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