#Chapter 237: Gun Fight

As the deafening sound of the gunshot echoed through the air, time slowed to a crawl. My heart pounded violently in my chest, and my ears rang with a high-pitched sound. Everything around me blurred into a chaotic mess. I cried out, my voice trembling with fear and anguish, as the bullet grazed Timothy's arm. The metallic scent of blood fills the air, thick and suffocating. In that split second, the world feels unreal, a nightmare I desperately wish to wake up from. Timothy’s eyes went wide with shock and he winced, clutching his wounded arm, trying to stem the bleeding. My gaze darted back to Bruce, horror washing over me in waves. He staggered backward, a look of disbelief crossing his face. I saw the red stain spreading rapidly across his chest, the blood seeping through his fingers as the gun slips from his grasp, hitting the ground with a dull thud. I screamed once more, my voice hoarse with panic, tears streaming down my cheeks. My muscles feel frozen as I watched Bruce colla