It was 6:00 am on 16th November. Forty-five days to Queenie's imaginary wedding. Logan had gone to the gym and I was outside taking a walk around the estate with Lyra, Rosa, and some bodyguards. I needed to visit the kennel also. Logan hadn't really had time for his dogs and I wanted to introduce myself to them and possibly walk around with them if they permitted me.
We were walking towards the kennel when I heard a gunshot. I quickly turned and saw one of the bodyguards on the ground. Other bodyguards ran after the young boy who fired the gun. Panic gripped Lyra and Rosa and they bolted away, leaving me and the injured bodyguard. I quickly assessed the surroundings to make sure I was safe before squatting before the injured bodyguard. The sight of blood all over the place was quite terr
