Beyond the Divorce

Just as her hand was about to touch me, Atlas kicked her away and quickly knocked me down onto the sofa.

Two crisp gunshots echoed in the hall, then a dull thud. It was followed by a commanding roar, "Nobody moves!" The previously restless hall fell silent once again.

I found myself pinned beneath Atlas's tall figure, utterly bewildered by what had just happened.

As Atlas lifted me, I finally took in the scene before me. The sofa behind us had been pierced by bullets, leaving a gaping hole, indicating these were no ordinary bullets.

I grabbed onto Atlas, looking at him with horror. He shook his head reassuringly. "I'm fine."

It was then that I noticed the motionless big guy lying on the smooth ivory-colored marble floor beneath us. He lay there without a sound.

A stream of blood flowed outward from a hole in his head, rapidly spreading toward my feet.

It was a horrifying sight. I couldn't help but retch and moved back in horror.

"Don't be afraid." Atlas immediately held me close, covering my eyes.

But the thick scent of blood made me feel nauseous, and I couldn't stop gagging.

moved me to a different spot, still holding me protectively as I struggled to

you still want to resist,

finally recognized the voice-it was

even slightly

laughter suddenly. "Do you think you've

Dylan shot his leg. Navi groaned and fell to his

Millard shouted, "Release him, and I'll go

knew this was Millard's best

looked

this. As long as we're

pretended to be pained. "Don't

Stella shouted, "Millard!"

neglect the boss like this." After saying that, he turned and walked away, followed closely by

Navi gritted his teeth, still staring at what

open the notebook and

from the aged

fired a shot. The bullet when hit the