Killian's POV
We heard the first gunshot. It sounded 30 minutes after we landed in the streets of Salt City. The sun was starting to go down and the police trucks had caused a traffic congestion. Gavin and James were with me, even though Rachel protested, we couldn't bring her along to the crime scene. It was too dangerous.
"I think Donna has shot Celeste," I screamed, grabbing James' shoulders. "They have finally killed her."
"That is incorrect. I heard the last bit of their conversation before the beetle went dead. Celeste has taken control of the gun and has threatened to kill them."
"Really?" A surge of hope rushed through me. "Is this true?"
"Yes. I told you Celeste was a fighter."
I was relieved to hear the last bit, but my relief was short-lived.
"But she's outnumbered.
