Robson narrating
The nightclub floor felt like it was spinning, the sounds around me faded in and out as if the world were being sucked into a tunnel. The smell of blood, sweat, and gunpowder hung heavy in the air. My legs wouldn't respond. I felt warmth running down my pants, soaking everything. It was my blood, pouring out uncontrollably. The pain in my hip was so intense it felt like it was tearing my soul away. And worse than the physical pain was the humiliation. Urso literally destroyed me. He looked me in the eyes, with that disdain that freezes your blood, and pulled the trigger without blinking. One shot in each leg. And one between my legs. Cold. Calculated. Punitive. Leaving me there, screaming like an animal, stripped bare of pride and power.
I moaned, struggling to breathe,
