Maddox – POV
I stood over the dead man, his blood still fresh on the pavement, cooling beneath the open sky. The last echo of gunfire was long gone, drowned out by the whispers starting to stir in the nearby buildings.
But I didn’t say a word.
I turned to Darren. “Let’s go. We head to the place we were going before.”
He blinked, staring at me like I’d just suggested we take a walk in the park.
“Just like that?” he asked, incredulous. “We’re just going to leave? Two bodies here, Kael. Two dead men. And one of them just tried to kill you.”
I didn’t answer.
I was already walking away, boots heavy on the cracked road, thoughts louder than his voice.
Behind me, I heard Darren sigh sharply and fumble for his phone. “Yeah… police? Two men are down, alley off of Drexler Street. Send someon
