The deafening echo of gunfire reverberated through the opulent halls of the Martinez estate, drowning out all other sounds. The assailants, fueled by twisted determination, pressed forward into the heart of the once-proud family domain. Julia, her eyes gleaming with vindictive satisfaction, and Elena, driven by deep-seated rage, dismissed Anna's plea for retreat.
The trio engaged in a heated exchange.
Anna, her voice tinged with desperation, pleaded, "Julia, Elena, we've made our point. We've wreaked enough havoc. Let's pull back. We can't afford to lose ourselves in this vendetta."
Julia, her gaze icy, retorted, "Anna, you've always been the soft one. We're not here to repay some half-ass debt. The Martinez family must be eradicated, root and stem. We’re getting our tax, receipt, and i
