Chapter 119

Nora POV

The sound of gunfire still rings in my ears long after the echo dies.

Rhys moves fast. Faster than my brain can catch up with. One second the gun is pressed to my forehead and I am staring down the end of every bad decision I have ever made, and the next second Maya is flying backward, her body slamming into the metal shelving behind her as bullets tear into the wall where my head was.

I stumble as the pressure disappears, my knees nearly buckling beneath me in relief. Rhys is already in front of me, one hand gripping my arm, the other steady on his gun as he scans the room.

“Uncle Rhys!” I shout, flying into his arms for a hug.

“Are you hit?” he asks quickly, pulling away to check me.

“I don’t think so,” I say, though my voice shakes despite