"Damn it!" Eric cursed.
Seeing the car recklessly speeding toward him, Eric abandoned his attempt to kill John and leaped to the side. But the driver was highly skilled, keeping him firmly locked in their sights while rapidly closing the distance.
At the last possible moment, Eric sprang up, narrowly avoiding the car's front bumper.
As his eyes locked on the driver's side window, he recognized the face. It was the photographer who always accompanied Eamon.
"What the hell? Weren't all of Eamon's people supposed to be in the plaza?" Eric asked.
Cormac's panicked voice crackled through the comms, "I don't know! He just came out of nowhere!"
The photographer reversed the car with a screech, building momentum before accelerating straight toward Eric again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Cormac's bul
