Chapter 46
Natasha was thrown against the door, pain searing through her shoulder. Billy's panicked screams pierced the air as the limo came to a screeching halt, tilted awkwardly on its side.
Smoke coiled through the cabin, making it hard to see. Natasha blinked, her vision swimming, her breaths coming in shallow gasps. "Drogen?" she called weakly, her voice trembling.
A low cough answered her, followed by a voice calm yet brimming with cold fury. "I'm here. Stay down, both of you," Drogen commanded, his tone brooking no argument.
Billy was shaking uncontrollably, his words tumbling out in a terrified whisper. "We're… we're gonna die, aren't we?" His face was pale, his wide eyes darting around like a trapped animal's.
"Not today," Drogen replied, his voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. His eyes glowed faintly, a deadly promise in their depths. "They just made the worst mistake of their lives."
