JESSICA'S POV
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"Nick don't!" I plead as I try and move the brick wall of men out of harms way, but the guards are rock solid, standing in front of me, protecting me. I winch at the loud bang and the guard in front of me falls limp like jelly and his body hits the floor. The circle of guards around me move one step, closing me back up. I scream as I try to break through the masculine wall. Tears stream down my face until every single one of them is shot dead, lying on the floor around me. Nick has the gun pointed at me, his gaze darker than ever, his face emotionless as he stares at me.
"Traitor." he growls before his finger pulls the trigger and a loud bang erupts around me.
I jolt up, glancing around frantically, moving but no pain shoots through me. I glance down at my perfectly he
