CHAPTER 41
Liam's pov
I aim at the thighs of the dweeb holding the flashlight, I squeeze the trigger as the bullet hit the target. He groans and drop the gun and flashlight, pressing his palm to the wound. The rest moves back in fear, probably surprised cos I've never shot at them. They took cover behind the car, while the injured one fell to the floor.
I scoff and stride close to him, whilst keeping my eye on the rest. I grab the asshole by the collar and continuously butt the gun agains...