Her body tensed, and she opened her eyes, searching for Brianâs face.
Brianâs gaze met hers, both of them wide-eyed and unscathed.
Neither had been shot.
They turned their eyes to Leon, who had crumpled to the ground.
From the dense jungle, a group of rescuers burst into view.
The police and bodyguards had arrived just in time!
Leon was shot in the temple and died instantly.
With their leader gone, Leonâs men either surrendered or were quickly subdued.
The fierce fight finally came to an end.
Galen rushed over to Rosalynn and the others, his face full of concern.
âMr.
Hughes, Mrs.
Hughes, Mr.
Robles, are you all okay?â
âWeâre fine, thanks to your timely arrival,â Rosalynn said, her smile filled with relief.
Galen returned her smile but then looked at Sanfordâs pale face.
âMr.
Robles, you.
.
ââ
Before Galen could finish his sentence, a sudden thud echoed, and Sanfordâs eyelids fluttered shut as he collapsed in a faint.
âSanford!â Brian exclaimed, shock etching his features.
He quickly crouched down to check on Sanford.
âLet me check his pulse,â Rosalynn said, her voice steady as she knelt beside Sanford.
She felt for his pulse and then gently rolled him over to examine him further.
By this time, Sanfordâs waist was already bleeding profusely.
âHeâs been shot and needs to be taken to the hospital immediately,â she declared with urgency.
âIâm a doctor.
Let me stop the bleeding first,â a voice chimed in.
A girl rushed over, opened the medical kit she had brought without a word, and began to clean Sanfordâs wound.
Rosalynn was surprised and looked at Galen for an explanation.
Galen clarified, âShe is Shari Dixon, a medical worker we rescued from the Green Gang.
â
So that was it.
Rosalynn watched as Shari expertly stemmed Sanfordâs bleeding, then she thanked her.
âThank you.
â