Chapter 17

Emily's POV

The gun fight was all I could dream of. I saw it being recreated into my nightmares, but this time it was Ethan Brown being shot by Floyd Alderman. It was Ethan's blood that stained the clean tiled floor, and Ethan who squirmed while being carried out.

I screamed his name frantically until my eyes flew open. I rolled over and saw that I was on the bed in my room, several metres away from the foyer and the gun fight that had happened there. I frowned and sat up, wondering how I had gotten to be on the bed. The last thing I remembered was that cracking of the gun and the whistling of the bullet as it had shot past me and buried itself in the ceramic pot. It wasn't the last thing per se, as I'd also remembered another gun shot, and the pained cry of a wounded man.

Ethan Brown had shot Floyd Alderman.

Ethan Brown had shot Floyd Alderman!

The weight behind those words finally sank in and I gasped in fear, then threw aside the bed covers and flung my feet down to the rug. My fe