The gunshot shattered the air like thunder, piercing through my mind.Time stood still.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think.
I anticipated seeing Dante’s sister slump forward, lifeless. I braced for the sickening thud of her body hitting the ground. But it never came.
Instead, the bullet missed.
The chair she was bound to tipped sharply, the force of the shot severing the ropes around her wrists.
Dante sprang into action.
In one fluid movement, he lunged, firing his gun and hitting Ricci in the shoulder, causing him to stumble back.
Ricci laughed through the pain as he clutched his injury. “You’ve always been quick, Valenci.”
Dante’s jaw tightened, gun still aimed. “You should have killed me when you had the chance.”
Ricci’s grin broadened. “Where’s the fun in that?”
The room eru
