Chapter 116 Calling the Shots Once More

***Gideon***

The moment Max rips the gun from his hand, the room detonates into motion.

It isn’t clean. It isn’t controlled. There’s a sharp crack of bodies colliding, the scrape of shoes against tile, Jocelyn shouting something behind me, Preston moving in fast with that precise, measured efficiency of his. The guard hits the ground hard, air punching out of him as the weapon skids across the flo