DANTE
I stand there, paralyzed as the man speeds away.
I curse myself for my fear of water bodies. It is something I developed as a kid. I was bullied multiple times with water and then shot and left to die in it.
The water laps at my shins like a taunt. I have never felt more a coward in my life after watching that boat ram into her without doing anything.
The masked bastard is out of sight now.
"f**k!" I groan, tossing the empty gun on the sand.
That is when I notice the riot on the beach. People are screaming, children are crying, and the peace I tried to buy her has been incinerated.
I focus on Raven, whom Boyle is helping up from the sand. I sprint to her, sinking into the sand and ignoring the stones that dig into my knees. She is sitting up now.
"Raven, talk to me."
She let
