April
I grip Connor close as all of the windows in the shop erupt around us. Glass rains across the room, creating a symphony with my horrified screams.
Without a thought, Connor drags me behind the counter, keeping his body over mine. Popping sounds resound across the room, breaking glass, plates, and cups.
Rolling back, Connor pulls out a gun. His expression grows cold as the popping sounds continue.
“What’s happening?” I call out over the roaring sounds.
Connor glances my way quickly and shouts. “Someone’s shooting up the place. Stay down!”
I open my lips to speak, but as I’m about to, plates begin to fall and break feet from where we are.
Swallowing down my fear, I lean closer to Connor as the sounds continue.
Connor slithers across the floor, keeping me tucked close, his
