Ava clamped her hands over her ears as chaos erupted around her. Screams filled the air, followed by rapid gunfire, and the scent of blood and smoke began to tinge the atmosphere.
People sprinted for their lives, some falling before they could even reach the exit, caught by the bullets that riddled the walls and shattered glass. Ava could only watch, horror-struck, as bodies collapsed to the floor one after the other. Her own scream tore from her throat.
What the hell was going on?
Suddenly, Zac appeared in the blur of panic, rushing to where she was crouched behind an overturned table. Without warning, he grabbed her arm and yanked her out.
“Zac!” she sobbed, her voice cracking. “What’s happening? I don’t understand! Why are they aiming at you?”
Her tears streamed down in hysterical
