Chapter 117

LUIS'S POV When I entered the restaurant, I could sense that something was wrong. No music. Not a crowd. There was only the smell of bleach and silence. "Where is Hector?" No one responded when I asked. At that point, I realised the glasses on the table were full. Not touched. Additionally, the rear door is slightly ajar. I whirled around, reaching for my gun, but it was too late. Someone yelled, "Down!" The glass broke. Like knives on damp paper, bullets ripped through the window. My ribs screamed as I plunged and hit the floor. Behind me, Hector let out a scream. Then he came to a halt. It was as simple as that. Javi was firing blindly and shouting. Blood splattered across the white wall as his head snapped back. That's two. With slick hands, I crawled across shattered glass. My Glock jammed. I slammed it into the ground. It clicked back into place. Pop, pop, pop. I had no idea who I was shooting at. All I had to do was move. "This way, Luis!" There was a bark. Valeria was the one. S