Chapter 82

Quinn’s POV

The sound of the gate breaking down and the sight of Dante, Emilio, and Josiah jumping out of the car made my heart soar.

That is until the shock wears off that they’re here and the pain of being thrown into the car catches up with me. I was thrown into the backseat with the arm rest down, my stomach landing flat on it.

I scream in pain, though it isn’t heard over the gunfire. It isn’t just the pain from hitting the seat with force, but it’s also the soreness from when Pablo threw me against the end table. I can’t help but curl up into myself on the seat, keening in agony.

It’s when the gun shots start to ping against the car and one of the windows breaks that I realize that I can’t just curl up in the pain. I’ve got to make sure I’m safe.

I move to the floor as fast as I possibly can, though my movements seem cumbersome and slow. But I finally make it into the floor, my stomach heaves with the need to retch as the pain overwhelms me.

The gunshots that r