Chapter 35

[Iuri Stevens' Vision]

- Aaai! - the cry of pain breaks the few seconds of silence after my shot.

My shot was accurate, I hit his hand before his finger squeezed the trigger and hit the boy's head, the sound of the gun falling to the ground was muffled by the thug's cry of pain, which for me, is almost a song. A shot in the hand is too little for all the evil he has done, especially to Luana.

Lucas immediately lets go of the juvenile scoundrel's legs and goes back to where the other children are huddled in the corner of the wall, the sound of Ysie's crying stands out among the others, my heart squeezes. I didn't want the children to see that.

The bastard falls to his knees and shakes his shot hand, blood begins to pool on the floor, his face is red from anger and pain.

- You fucking bastard! I'll fucking kill you! - he vociferates threatening me.

No longer wanting to prolong this scene in front of the children, I move my legs toward the wretch who will