Chapter Forty – Jaxon
I duck down behind the car for protection as bullets whizz past me, the whistle as they cut through the air a clear indication that the bullets are close to us. I checked my handgun and have only two bullets left in the weapon I have in my hand, and I am happy I have a backup. I bob my head up when there is a lull in the firing, then take aim in the direction of fire, and pop my last two bullets off, hoping to hit something or someone. Do I care that I could possibly kill someone at this moment in time? Hell to the NO! Will I care later down the line if we get out of this situation, who knows, but my sole focus at this precise moment in time is to get Sarah-Sofia out of that car into the jet, along with my brother. so that he can do his doctor's s**t and save her lif
