Wedding (3)

"Liam!" Ximena's shrill cry echoed in the mansion. She wanted to run to him, to ensure he was alright, but she couldn't. Each step was dangerous now as bullets filled the air. 

No one knew who was their friend and who was their foe, resulting in chaos. Gunpowder filled the air at the same time as the pungent smell of blood. 

Amid the chaos, a door opened on the first floor and before anyone could process who had just arrived, Zeus had taken down most of Gabriel's men. Apparently, they had snuck in. It was expected. A man as cunning as Gabriel couldn't possibly go to a battlefield without his men. And to him, the wedding was a battlefield. 

Seeing Zeus, Desmond remembered something. If Ciara was on Nathaniel's side after being paid off, then Zaria… 

He glanced over at where Nathaniel had been sitting and cursed. "Shit."