Marcus groaned, clutching his side and his back as blood seeped steadily through his shirt. The gunshot wound throbbed, hot and merciless, every breath burning like fire in his chest. He leaned against the wall, sweat pouring down his face, his jaw tight as he tried to fight the pain.
Meanwhile, Liam was pacing the room like a madman, anger boiling in his veins. He slammed his fist against the table, sending papers scattering across the floor. “How the hell did Damien find us?” he roared, his voice shaking the walls. “How?! We covered every track, every move!”
Marcus groaned louder, his hand pressing harder against his wound. The sound only made Liam’s rage spike higher. He spun on Marcus, his face twisted in frustration.
“Can you quit whining for once?” Liam snapped.
Marcus’s head sho
