IS MORENO DEAD?

BELLA’S POV

Mateo tried calling for backup to know exactly what was going on inside the house but no one was responding.

He motioned with his finger for me to be quiet as we slowly walked to the back of the house. My heart was pounding in my chest. I could barely breathe.

What if someone was waiting for us? To kill us.

I had no idea what to expect, I was scared, I had never been in this kind of situation before.

The gunshot sounds had subsided and it was suspicious, we tried to sneak in through the kitchen and saw some of Moreno's men lying dead on the floor. The sight was horrifying

I stifled a gasp, holding my hand over my mouth. Mateo sneaked into the kitchen, and I followed him, trying to stay as quiet as possible. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest.

I tried to focus on Mateo's back, following his lead. His calm, collected, and steady presence was reassuring, I trusted him to get us out of this terrible situation.

Suddenly I froze.

There, right in front of me, was one of