Bullets started blazing from every which direction, whizzing by me. As the gun fell from my hand, I collapsed onto the ground and covered my head, hoping that none would pierce through me or kill me.
In the midst of the gunfire and smoke, Akio stood over his father and slammed his fist into his father’s face over and over and over again until he sent him to the ground and his father’s head bounced against it.
When he stood back up, he glanced over at me. “Get out of here, Imani,” he shouted, raising his gun to the air, shooting it once. The bullet went right through the ceiling and silenced the rest of his parents’ guards. “I’ll take care of this.”
My eyes widened as he commanded the attention of the men like he had done it before, though I knew that he never had. This wasn’t the Akio t
