Chapter 138: Gotcha!
However; that sound came from deeper inside the house. It was so loud and sudden, cutting clean through the meee like glass snapping.
Zack turned his head a fraction of a second too late.
Danielle stepped into the hall from the side corridor with a stable stance and a weapon held without hesitation. Her hands did not shake. Her eyes were clear. There was no fear left in her expression.
Theo felt it before it happened… The inevitability.
"Gotcha!"
The shot rang out.
"Arrrgh!" Zack cried out as the bullet tore through his leg, the same one Theo had shattered before.
His body twisted violently and he collapsed against the wall, his hand slammed into the panel beside him as pain ripped through his system.
Blood spread fast, dark and ugly against the polished floor.
Danielle didn't rush forward or bothered to scream for help. She didn't even flinch at the sound of his pain.
She lowered the weapon slightly but kept it aimed.
