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

out was guttural and wet, horrific to anyone

horrified at what I find laying at

out, my voice catching in

stairs, slumped against the wall, his clothes stained through with dark patches

the last, a grim

around him on the floor. His eyes were unfocused,

as I bounded up the steps two at a time, my heart slamming into my ribs. "Fuck Daryl, just hold on! You'll make it through this! FUCK!" I panic, ripping the jacket off from my back to help plug

him, but they were glassy, barely conscious. "V-Vin..." he croaked, blood bubbling at the

his wound in a desperate attempt to stem the bleeding. But the flow was relentless, hot and slick under

as I tried to keep the pressure, but Daryl's

move fast to get him to a hospital! But first, I have to deal

that's when I saw it - movement. A shadow disappearing into one of the rooms at the far

this was far more personal. Rage surged through me, a

I'll be right back for you!" I state, even though I wasn't sure

I couldn't waste time.

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stop Ashton before he hurt

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

had gone too far with

away, but instead, I squint oddly

pale, her chest barely moving at all, with an empty pill

Out of the corner of my eye, I

A glint of metal.

Ashton.

to the side as a second

itself into the wall behind

his blood coated face twisting with a mixture

you're dealing with in this fucking town!"

with full force, sending us

caught me in the side of the head, the impact making my vision blur ever

of bones as he screamed out like a girl, before I followed through with my elbow

slam me back into the walls,