James
Everywhere was in chaos. The masked men were all shot on sight by my men. The space got even darker, more eerie. There was no one around the room that didn’t have shock wash over their features.
I rushed to where Mr Paul lay cold.
As I approached the blood only gushed out more.
James came over to where he was and bent down.
“Get the cars ready!” I shouted at my men.
Some of them spoke in whispers, trying to set things as quickly as possible. I stood up and went to one of the men that lay cold on the floor.
I yanked his shirt off over his neck and cut the man’s shirt into one piece with my hands.
He is losing too much blood.
I tied his chest tight.
Soft sobs filled the air. Leila was bent beside me, her niece in her hands whilst she let out a cry.
My men came and quickly
