Matt’s POV
“JAMIE? JAMIIIIEEEEE?” – I heard the panic in her voice, gunshots in the background glass breaking, and then… nothing! – “JAMIE?” – I yelled into the damn phone again before it died. – “FUUUUCCCCKKKK!” – out of rage, desperation, and a sense of impotence I threw the phone against the wall, shattering it to pieces, as did the glass of wine I was holding straight into my flesh as I tightened my grip on it.
This can not be happening again. Not again! Please God don’t make me go through this again!
“MAX! Get up here now!” – I heard my wife shouting into her phone.
Thump Thump!
Thump Thump!
Thump Thump!
All I could hear was my heart beating erratically in the back of my head like it had moved up, driving my thoughts and actions to its every whim. Rationality flying out the f**
