LUCA
"GET DOWN!"
I jumped, placing my body over Alina's, who was still staring at her uncle.
We fell together, the report of Roberto's gun cutting off suddenly as we hit the floor. Pain exploded from my shoulders and I rolled.
Another gun shot broke out and then erie silence descended.
"f**k!" I heard Roberto swear suddenly as I stood onto my knees.
"Alina? Are you okay?" I asked, desperate to hear her voice and know she was safe.
She nodded, breathing as she opened her eyes. "I am fine. Are you shot?"
I shook my head and stood, pulling her up. Roberto was lying on the floor, bleeding from a leg wound and another on his chest.
"s**t!" Mikhail was swearing. "I didn't mean to kill him. Damn it."
Marco and Pietro ran over to us. "Are you shot? Do I call the doc
