Chapter 253

Enzo was a few feet from the barn, his shotgun booming as he fired at Gaston’s men advancing from the west. Blood dripped from his shoulder, his face twisted with pain and fury. He spotted Leo charging across the lawn and swung the shotgun, firing a wild shot.

Leo dove behind a thick oak tree, bark splintering as pellets tore into it. He leaned out, his pistol steady, and fired, the bullet catchin