Chapter 94

By the time Prescott's team arrived at the scene, Sullivan had already taken off, driving Camila and Emma straight to the city hospital. There weren't any visible injuries, sure, but after such a terrifying ordeal and getting soaked for who knows how long in the downpour, Sullivan wasn't about to take any chances. A checkup was a must. The rain hadn't let up at all. It kept hammering down, washing away any trace of Fenrir's blood long ago. Now, all that was left behind were bullet casings and pockmarked surfaces from gunfire, the rest erased by the storm like it never even happened. "Vidor, what now?" one of the men asked, sounding tense as he turned to the burly guy in charge. Vidor Radnor, the one Prescott had personally assigned to watch over Camila. He looked over the scattered shells and the two wrecked cars still blocking the road, and for a moment, he was completely at a loss. No clue if Camila had gotten away safely or if... that sniper had gotten to her first. Just then, the s