“I’m fine,” he reassured her quickly.

But then, who was hurt?

Brian’s face clouded with concern as he spun around to check on Sanford, who was now clutching his lower back, his teeth gritted in pain.

“Sanford, are you hurt?” Brian asked.

Just moments earlier, Brian had shielded Rosalynn with his embrace, but Sanford had been their true bulwark, stepping in front of them and taking a bullet.

“Damn, it hurts like hell.

Luckily, I’m fine, Let’s just retreat first,”

Sanford grunted, his face ashen but his voice determined.

filled with unspoken words, then nodded, holding her close as they retreated step by

his men, capitalizing on their superior numbers, began to encircle them, trapping them like

against her chest as she clung to Brian, her face draining of color as she watched Leon advance, flanked

doomed to

a pity! Such a beautiful woman will meet her end tonight,” Leon taunted, his eyes

give you a

my woman, I’ll spare

enemies closing in

yourself out? A toad like you thinking you could win a

narrowing into dangerous slits as

sliced

to remind you, right here in front of your men, how a teenage

sharp, filled with

face reddened with rage and humiliation as he lifted his

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