Chapter 295. Wounds

“Time to say your goodbyes. It’s finally your turn to go Mr. Calligan. Sayonara.”

The gun shot rang out and the man jerked forward. Fiona wasted no time running out of his arms as the man’s gripped slackened and he fell to the floor. More gunshots as the newcomers faced off with the men that who had come with the Executioner. Carlos pulled Fiona to him and pushed her head down. They squatted beside the car until the final shots were rounding off. Carlos looked up to see who the new guys were and found the Man in Black standing right there with his gun raised at a man who was already falling to the ground.

A few other cars pulled up behind Carlos’s and Lo rushed in from one of them towards Carlos and Fiona. The side of her face was bleeding and Fiona stood up to examine it, fussing about the wound even as Lo told her that she was fine.

Behind her one of the bodies moved and she followed Carlos’s gaze right away to find the executioner groaning as he stirred. “It’s y