Chapter 0171 My heart starts going haywire and panic begins setting 1. in.
I shake her and her b*dy tips. I catch her before she falls to the ground. Twisting her, I make it so that sheâs laying on my lap. I whisper her name again, but sheâs still unresponsive.
With shaky hands and bones laden with fear, I check her pulse, afraid of not feeling anything. I sigh in relief when I feel it. It was a bit weak, but it was there. I breathe a sigh of relief. I donât know what Iâd have done if I hadnât found a pulse.
Tears start filling my eyes. We were stuck here. Emma was bleeding and weak. I was tired and aching and we were right in the middle of the enemyâs camp.
I donât stop them when they fall. I was just fed up. Why was all this happening to me now? I wanted nothing, but peace, but I am yet to achieve that. I hated this. Hated everything that was happening.
I keep my finger on Emmaâs pulse just to assure myself that she was okay. We will probably never be close, but that doesnât mean I want her to die.
âLook what we have here?â a mean voice says. âTired of running? Or is your friend dead already?â
I look up to find a scary looking man staring at us with nothing but evil intent. For a moment I see my life flash before my eyes.
Remember when I said that I donât care if they find us? Well, I take those words back. I didnât mean any of them. Iâm definitely not ready to die.
âPleaseâ I beg him as I watch him raise his gun.
Part of me knew he wouldnât shoot me. For Reaperâs plan to work, he needed both me and Emma alive. Still, that doesnât stop me from being afraid.
He cocks the gun and removes the safety latch.
âBoss doesnât want you deadâ he says, confirming my suspicion. âBut that doesnât mean I canât hurt you for the trouble youâve caused us.â
The evil glint in his eyes widens. Looking at him, I see the evil that resides in him. He didnât choose this kind of job because the money was good or because he had no other choice. He chose it because he was genuinely evil and he liked to hurt others.
I close my eyes when I realize there is no escaping him, Waiting for him to just get it over and done with.
I hear a shot, but I donât feel pain or the impact of the bullet. I frown and open my eyes. I am shocked to find Rowan standing before me like an avenging angel, with the man on the floor and a bullet hole in his skull.
âRowanâ I whisper in relief, but then it quickly turns into dread when his eyes shift from me to Emma, who was unconscious.
Damn it. I had forgotten about her.
I donât know which fate was worse. Facing Ronny or Rowan.
âWe need an ambulance. She got shot and is bleeding. She lost consciousness a few minutes agoâ I tell him, my voice barely above whisper.
He doesnât answer. His face was stony, and that scared me more than anything. I was sure of one thing: Rowan was going to retaliate against me when Emma wakes up and tells him that she took a bullet that was meant for me.
I look down at her before looking back up at him. He was pissed off. Really pissed off. As I watch the emotions play in his eyes, I canât but wonder if Emma had been right. Maybe we should have just stayed in the F***ing room like she had suggested.