Chapter 99:

Elena Vázquez

A rough pair of hands shove me down towards the rough wooden floor, my hands still tied behind my back. I groaned painfully as my ribs collided with the ground. God knows my face probably looks like a fucking mess.

The throbbing in my arm continued. When that man shot at me, the bullet just grazed my bicep and blood trickled down the fabric of my shirt. The other shot was aimed besid