Twenty-Four - ConnorWe could see our targets now. We spotted them by the muzzle flare as they shot back at us. From what I could tell, there were two of them—Fang and one of his goons. They’d ducked behind the car, using it as cover while they shot at us at intervals.
“Alright, guys,” I shouted at my men over the gunfire, “surround the car. We’ve got to take them down. Leave Fang for me if you can. Someone find Sara. She may still be in the car.”
I didn’t check to see if anyone nodded, flipped me off, or otherwise acknowledged what I was saying to them. I started walking to the car with my gun in front of me. I saw Fang duck around the front of it, and I didn’t care what else happened, I was going to shoot his ass. Before everything was said and done, I was going to eliminate him. The ot
