For several seconds, nobody moved.Rebecca knelt on the cold floor with Anna in her arms, staring at the blood spreading across Daniel Bennett’s shirt. The gunshot still rang inside her head. Beside them, Grace stood with the bloodied key marked 247 clenched in her fist.“Daniel?” Rebecca whispered.His eyelids fluttered.“Dad!”She reached for him, but one of Grace’s guards stepped between them, raising his weapon.“Stay where you are.”Rebecca looked up at Grace. “You shot him!”Grace glanced at Daniel as though he were an inconvenience rather than a wounded man.“He should have known better than to interfere.”“You're his mother!”“And you are wasting precious time.”Claire had dropped beside Anna. She pressed trembling fingers against her daughter's neck, searching for a pulse.“She's alive,” Claire breathed. “Anna, sweetheart, please. Open your eyes.”Anna didn't respond.Ethan stood several feet away, one hand gripping the wall. His face had gone pale, and his breathing came in
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