But before he could reach Joey, a gunshot rang out, and the man dropped to the floor.
His blood pooled beneath him.
Frederic quickly covered Joey's eyes and whispered, "It's over. Let's go."
He scooped her up, issuing a few instructions to Scott before leaving.
The confrontation had left Joey trembling and weak in Frederic's arms.
Her cold hands clutched his shirt tightly.
And her teeth kept shivering.
Her eyes were wet with tears, and she asked in a faint voice, "Frederic, how is Mrs. Perez?"
Frederic gave her a kiss and reassured her, "She had a few stitches on her back, but she's going to be fine. Don't worry."
Staring into Frederic's eyes, which was so similar to Gavin's, Joey said softly, "It's strange, isn't it? In the face of danger, most women would scream. But Mrs. Perez
