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“That’s enough, Ana,” her aunt called out.
She slowly pulled back.
She could have chanced firing the gun herself, but there was no predicting where it would land under her untrained hands. Her only hope was for Gio to have enough strength.
“Ana, leave him!”
Come on.
Come on.
In the blink of an eye, Gio whipped the gun from out behind his back and fired two quick shots straight through the closest guard’s head.
Noises exploded all at once, a screeching cacophony that deafened her. Gunshots struck the window behind them, sending glass shards flying through the air. Bracing for their impact, she lunged toward Gio, who grabbed her weakly while he fired two more shots. Aiming for the other guards, who had begun returning fire.
Flames licked at her shoulder.
“Ana!”
At Gio’s thunderous expression, she noticed a bullet had caught her arm.
A mere graze given the minimal amount of bleeding. But it burned like hell, leaving her feeling like her skin had been flayed to the bone.
I’m okay.
She didn’t know if she’d managed to say the words out loud when another bullet whizzed past her ear.
“Ana!”
Gio’s voice seemed louder than ever, even though he had to be losing strength. He had lost so much blood already. His whole body was swaying with the effort of holding up the gun. She didn’t know how much longer he had before he bled to death.
“Ana! Stop!”
“Stop!”
When silence blanketed them in a rush, Ana realized it wasn’t just Gio, but also her aunt who had been shouting. The older woman looked pale, suddenly frightened by the situation.
The two remaining guards were huddled next to her, alert and ready to strike, but she hesitated.
Gio must have noticed it as well because he commanded in a thready whisper, “Let h-her go.”
What?
Ana turned to her husband, but his eyes were fixed on her aunt. Blood dripped down his forearms, splattering onto the floor.
“You wanted me. You h-have me. Now, let her go.”
“No.”
Both of them ignored her.
With a terse nod, Auntie agreed.
Sitting there on the ground dumbly, Ana felt Gio push her, shoving at her to get up. She resisted and reached for him. But he swatted her hand away.
The effort was costing him. A painful grimace crossed his face, but he was determined. “Go!”
Ana backed away.
