Lorraine Lebedev
Just as I cautiously walk over to the men a bullet slams into my chest knocking me to the ground.
The sharp pain spreads up to my chest makes it hard to breathe for a moment.
Thank God I wore my armed vest.
Raphaël rushed over to me and cupped my face. "Are you alright?" He questions worriedly. I force a smile and rise to my feet. "I'm fine." I say
The pain eases a bit but it's still painful to breathe.
Raphaël's eyes darkened as he shot his head to the side, gawking at the person that shot at me. I followed his gaze and my eyes landed on a brunette boy who looked like he was in his late teen years. His eyes widened as he slowly lowered his gun with shaky hands. Raphaël pulled out his gun, aimed it at the boy's head and pulled the trigger. His lifeless body drops to
