WHEN THE FIRST ATTACK COMES WITHOUT WARNING
James had barely stepped out of the penthouse when the first gunshot shattered the silence.
Crack!
The bullet whizzed past his head, slamming into the concrete pillar beside him.
He reacted instantly—grabbing Emily and pulling her down as another shot echoed through the air.
Liam was already moving, drawing his weapon, scanning the rooftops.
"Sniper," he growled.
Emily's heart pounded.
She knew this was Xavier.
He wasn’t waiting for them to make a move.
He was striking first.
James swore under his breath, dragging Emily toward the car.
“We need to move—now.”
Liam fired two quick shots toward the sniper’s location, forcing them to retreat.
James shoved Emily into the car before diving into the driver’s seat, blood dripping from a fre
