Chapter 21

Dario

Instinct took over, and I dove sideways.

The intruder’s gun cracked again. Again. Again.

My feet hit the glossy hardwood behind the bed, and my knees folded. Dropping me down behind the makeshift barricade. Safe—for now.

The bullets shattered the wall behind me.

White plastered sprayed the floor like patchy snow.

“Where is he?” someone shouted. Boots stomped. “Do you see him?

They were looki