C50 Chapter 50

ELEANOR

The gunshots still echoed in my ears as the sight of the two bodies lying lifeless—blood pooling beneath them—brought a sick, heavy feeling to my stomach.

I was frozen, rooted to the spot, and all I could do was stare wide-eyed as Armando—without a flicker of remorse—lowered his gun.

When he finally looked up, his expression was as cold as ever. There was no trace of regret