"Don't you dare hurt Miss Ashford!"
The voice came from somewhere behind me.
It belonged to one of my family's retainers.
They poured out of several cars and closed in around William on every side, the black muzzles of their guns pressed hard against his back.
"Don Vance, I have to wonder whether there hasn't been some misunderstanding between you and Miss Ashford." Gordon, my family's steward, stepped down from the car at an easy pace.
Vivienne couldn't read the situation, and she started shouting. "Have you all lost your minds? You'd dare cross our family? Your own boss is in the ground, and you still think you can offend us?"
Gordon gave a faint smile and raised his hand, firing a single shot into the ground by her feet.
The bullet grazed the tip of her shoe and struck the paveme
