The bullet penetrated Luciano's right biceps as he was able to move a little with the help of Morozova when she shielded him, and Uriel’s hand that slightly pushed my hand that held the gun. I dropped the gun with the force that Uriel used to push my hand, and another bullet was shot from the gun and hit the wall near the door where it almost hit one of the guards. The trajectory of the bullet was shifted, and it didn’t hit any vital organs of either George or Luciano.
“Michael! Stop this right now! Get a hold of yourself!”
Uriel hugged me and squeezed my sides as hard as she could so the slight pain from the force of her hug helped clear my mind. My ear was ringing from both the shot and the shouting around me.
“Michael! Hey! Focus on my voice, right now. Michael!”
Uriel was kneeling
