Chapter 167- Ambushed
Beatrice's POV
Gunshots exploded around us like fireworks, loud and sharp, making my whole body jerk in fear.
"Get down!" Declan shouted again, ducking low behind the steering wheel.
I didn't even think. I just threw myself down, curling up against the door, my arms wrapped tight over my head. My heart was slamming so hard against my chest, I thought it would tear through my ribs.
I couldn't even breathe properly.
Oh God.
Oh God.
I was going to die.
Tears burned my eyes as I squeezed them shut, praying the bullets wouldn't find me. My hands were shaking so bad, I couldn't even hold myself still.
Declan cursed loudly, slamming his fist against the dashboard.
"We were set up!" he yelled, his voice filled with rage and disbelief. "Those bastards! They all worked together! Every single one of them! They want to get rid of me and take my money?! After everything I fucking did for them?!"