Shadows In Durango

Chapter 115

*****Vincent's POV*****

The tires screeched as I swerved the car down on to the right street, having just ended a frantic call with Daryl who one second was finding no luck as he knocked on a few doors near to where he found the silver Jag to be parked, only before he started freaking out and saying he could see Sofia on a fucking roof!

The call quickly ended in a frenzy, which only forced me to press down harder on the gas to get there before it was too late!

Reid was beside me, gripping the dashboard, his face set in grim determination as Emma freaked out in the back - talking incoherently as neither of us listened.

Ahead of me, I eventually spotted Sofia, her figure barely visible on the roof of a house which caused for me to swerve the car up on to the front lawn - not caring about the damage caused to it or the car.

She looked frantic and terrified, her voice barely carrying out over the distance as she screamed out for help before calling my name.

"FUCK!" I shouted, throwing the door open before the car had even fully stopped.

I barely registered Reid yelling at me to wait as I bolted from the car. The urgency to get to her taking over all else as he quickly followed me.

But then, as we both began to take in the smashed downstairs window and the state of Sofia up on the roof, the sound of a gunshot tore through the air, a deafening crack that seemed to freeze time.

I saw Sofia flinch on the roof, her screams ripping right through me.

I barely caught a glimpse of Reid as he dove back behind the car, his hand instinctively moving to his head unsure of where the sound had even came from. Gunshots?!

I didn't think next - I just moved.

I

I sprinted towards the house, eyes darting toward the shattered window as I forced myself through it and ignored the shards of glass piercing me.

There was no time to think, no time to plan. Sofia was up there on the roof, and Ashton was armed... he could shoot her at any minute!

I scanned my surroundings once I was inside, my eyes adjusting to the chaos locked within.

The living room to my right was trashed - furniture overturned, glass shards littering the floor, as if a storm had ripped through it.

But I barely registered the destruction.

sound of gunshots, but beneath that, I could hear something someone

and wet, horrific to

from, horrified at what

breathed out, my voice catching in

hunched over at the top of the stairs, slumped against the wall, his clothes stained through

again, each sound rougher than the last,

from his side, pooling around him on the floor. His eyes

up the steps two at a time, my heart slamming into my ribs. "Fuck Daryl, just hold on! You'll make it through this!

conscious. "V-Vin..." he croaked, blood bubbling at the corner of

a desperate

as I tried to keep the pressure, but Daryl's breathing was shallow, his face

hospital!

the far end

was far more personal. Rage surged through me, a burning wave that overtook

back for you!" I state, even though I

I couldn't waste time.

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had to stop Ashton before he hurt anyone else close

careful, but the anger was too strong, too blinding as I

had gone too far with the wrong fucking crowd

instead, I squint oddly to find an old woman lying unconscious on the bed -

all, with an empty pill bottle

the corner of my eye, I saw something more

A glint of metal.

Ashton.

a second shot exploded out in to

embedding itself into the wall

his hand, his blood coated face twisting with a mixture of rage

dealing with in this fucking town!" I roared, suddenly charging at him before he could get another shot

slammed into him with full force, sending us both crashing out into the

a wild punch that caught me in the side of the head, the impact making my vision blur ever

the crack of bones as he screamed out like a girl, before

me back into the walls, fists flying in