Larry's POV
I tried to put my act together, but my hands were trembling when I leaned behind an oak tree.
I was bleeding from the arrows fired at me. How did I become wanted in a few hours?
I tried to regain my breath, as my strength was lost. It seemed as though my past life was flashing before my eyes, but then I needed to save her.
"Shirley please" I muttered, panting softly. She was in danger. I could feel it, but my body couldn't move.
I've got to save her...
I fell limply to the ground, my face had gone pale, my mouth was dry, and my lips cracked and bleeding.
I don't want to surrender yet, not until I know she's saved.
Mac took this personal. Why would I want to kill Darius? I couldn't even defend myself because I had to run, yes, run to save her.
And Darius... I closed my
