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I turned to find Bullet standing there, her eyes sharp and calculating, like a predator preparing to pounce. "What do you want?" I snapped. She ignored my question, rolling her eyes before walking past me. "Boss doesn't trust you. From now on, we’re partners on missions." With that, she entered a black car parked outside, and I followed her. The driver, covered in tattoos and with his hair braided, gave us a nod before taking off. We reached our destination, a dark building nestled in the shadows of the night. Bullet and I stayed low, blending into the darkness, moving swiftly like shadows. We had a mission to complete.

He managed to shoot two of them before his arm finally dropped. “John!” I screamed, crawling over to him. His eyes fluttered. “Go… Boss…” he whispered, then closed his eyes. His body went still. Grief and fury slammed into me. I grabbed his gun and dragged his body behind the car. Suddenly, a voice echoed through the smoke and chaos. “Mr. Denver… There’s no way out of this. You’re all alone now.” I stood, straining to locate the voice. “Show yourself!” I shouted, rage flooding me.

“Maybe she should watch this. Maybe she should watch you die for her. Then she’ll finally learn what fidelity costs.” My legs felt weak. My heart raced. But I didn’t move. I couldn’t leave her. And he knew it. His finger tightened on the trigger. Ava screamed. I breathed. And then Everything stopped. For one terrible second, the world went silent. And then Charles pulled the gun. The gun fired. And the bullet flew straight toward me. What or who did the bullet hit?

Nora trembled, starting to drag herself across the floor, although her leg didn't seem to be working. “Don’t worry, sweetie, you’ll be the last one to die.” Mark promised, raising his gaze again so he could aim the gun at Gabriel's forehead, with a sadistic smile on his face. "First, I want to make the most of the moment I've been waiting for for 26 years..." And so, once again, looming even louder in the dark silence of the night, the sound of a bullet rang out.