People screamed and scattered. The air filled with dust and chaos.Marcello's face hardened. He immediately pulled out his gun and ordered his bodyguards to cover us."Protect Phoebe!"His shout drew the extremists' attention. Cursing, they charged towards us, guns blazing.Marcello, quick as lightning, returned fire, then twisted, grabbing one of the men's wrists and subduing him.I saw the muzzle flashes, and the memory of past attacks flooded back.I trembled uncontrollably, clutching my child and backing away.I tripped over a suitcase and fell hard to the ground.Another man saw his chance. His eyes hardened, and he aimed his gun at me.I couldn't move.All I could do was shield my child with my body and close my eyes."Ugh..."A grunt came from behind me.I looked back in disbelief. Two bullets had pierced Marcello's chest.In that split second, Marcello had thrown himself over me, taking two bullets meant for me.Blood stained his suit.Stained the floor beneath us.Marcello's v
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