As he finished speaking, Wayne Bailey didn't hesitate to pull the trigger.
Anna Jadwin's face turned deathly pale; she didn't even have time to react—
A force pounced towards her, and she fell to the muddy ground, protected well by a man's arm.
But her hands and knees were still smeared with dirty yellow mud.
Anna Jadwin's mind erupted with a loud bang as a bullet rang out behind her, piercing through a tree!
Before she could see Wayne Bailey's reaction, that force pulled her along, rolling her over several times.
Bang, bang, bang...
Gunshots followed one after another, without cease!
Bullets hit near her, burying deeply into the soil, and she was pained by the ejected brass casings.
Click, click...
Wayne Bailey mechanically pressed the trigger several times, but his handgun had run out of bullets.
Raphael Bailey rolled with Anna Jadwin by the dirty edges of the rose bushes.
"Your hand, it's bleeding..." Raphael Bailey gasped, grasping Anna Jadwin's delicate white hand.
