C22 Chapter Twenty Two.

Without a word, I slide out of the car, slamming the door shut behind me. My hands are twitching by my side, adrenaline still cursing through my blood.

"Hunter, wait." Micah says, stepping out from the drivers side with the camera in his hands. I breathe in sharply and spin around, my eyes landing on the bodywork of the car that is now covered in bullet holes.

Bullets that were meant for us