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If not for Jamir, she would have been the one lying dead.

Gratitude surged through Rosalynn as she saw Jamir clutching his chest.

Alarmed, she asked, “Jamir, what’s wrong? Were you shot?”

Jamir swallowed hard, trying to dismiss the metallic taste of blood in his mouth, and urged, “Stop talking and go.

”

Rosalynn bit her lip, asked no further questions, and helped Brian to his feet to continue their escape.

“Brian, Rosalynn, are you okay?” Sanford called out as he approached, his expression etched with concern, crouching low to avoid the gunfire.

“We’re fine,” Rosalynn replied, her voice tense.

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They were safe for the moment, but she knew their respite would be brief if the chase persisted.

Anxiety gnawed at her; running seemed their only option.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Watch the right side,” Jamir barked, firing a shot ahead and signaling to Sanford.

Sanford pivoted swiftly and discharged two shots to the right.

The attacker fell instantly.

Rosalynn’s eyes caught another figure attempting to flank them.

Her expression hardened as she shouted, “Sanford, there’s someone to your right at a 45-degree angle!”

Sanford spotted the threat, took aim, and squeezed the trigger.

However, there was no gunshot; the chamber was empty!

Sanford’s expression morphed into one of disbelief as he tried again, only to confirm the bitter reality.

The chamber was indeed empty.

He cursed under his breath, his eyes wide with rage and frustration.

At that moment, the assailant they had failed to neutralize had already squeezed the trigger, firing two shots in their direction.

Instinctively, Brian pulled Rosalynn into a tight embrace, aiming to shield her from the bullets.

The air cracked with two sharp gunshots, and another muffled grunt echoed through the chaos.

The sound didn’t seem to come from Brian.

Breaking free from his protective hold, Rosalynn’s voice trembled as she asked, “Brian, are you okay?”