LORENZO’S P.O.V.
As soon as I heard the first gunshots, I knew that we had the right house. I felt relief at the knowledge that I had chosen right because I couldn’t imagine choosing wrong and leaving Isabella to face the c*****e alone. I was pissed at her for not coming to me first but her safety always trumped everything, even my own anger.
I rushed out of the car immediately with Matteo following close behind me. We kept our distance away from the door in case of stray bullets. I knew it would be crazy to just throw myself into a shooting frenzy but I couldn’t bring myself to care because Isabella was inside.
I jiggled the doorknob but there was something blocking it. I could have picked the lock but it would have taken much longer than necessary so I geared to kick it open but Matte
