Chapter 102

LUIS'S POV The first shot did not awaken me. The second one did. Like a knife on raw flesh, it sliced through the darkness with a sharp ring. My heart pounded against my ribs as I jolted awake. Sweat-soaked sheets stuck to my chest like cotton soaked in blood. No dreams. Only this. Bang, bang. Then silence. They were conveying a message. However, they ought to be more aware. To a man like me, you don't whisper cautions. Loud, bloody, and final, you scream at them. I grabbed my Glock, yanked open the drawer, and rolled out of bed. Like an old friend, my finger encircled it. chilly, trustworthy. far more trustworthy than half of the people I've recently trusted. A voice coming from the hallway asked, "Are you awake?" "I was going to ask you the same thing." With a pistol at his side, Emilio stood shirtless in the doorframe. He had white knuckles. "It wasn’t our guys," he stated. "Santiago." I didn't have to inquire how he found out. His actions were messy and careless, almost as if he wa