Chapter 82. Your Loss

This isn’t the police. The police don’t open fire the way the shooter opened fire on Lucas. There are not trained that way. Lucas was still trying to make head or tail out of the current situation – a dominant footstep approached, “Make sure he didn’t come out alive!”

“Copy that boss!” the first man answered.

Lucas crawled toward Bonnie’s car and took cover. It was a black jeep. The gunshots never stop coming. He could sense another person joining the first shooter to shoot sporadically at him.

There’s no leaving until he finds out who the hell these men are. He heard one of the shooters say to his colleague: “This city will burn if we don’t kill all these supernatural creatures and beings. Look at how they’ve killed Pablo like a wayward dog.”

“We will torch this place down,” the first man replied.

It’s now clear to him that these men belong to Five Fingers. The fading heartbeat he p