Chapter 347
The passenger window lowered and a rifle barrel popped out. The ensuing gunfire wasn't the chaotic percussion of fireworks. It was single, repetitive cracks with an undertone of bass, bullets expelled in a cloud of powder gases. They embedded in the back bumper of Leo's car.
"Va fungul!" Drio wrenched the back door open.
Leo shoved him and me into the back like a pair of dominos.
Angry Rasha landed on me with a grunt, which did nothing to improve his mood. He barely got his feet out of the way before Leo slammed the door and hopped into the driver's seat, Rohan tearing around to leap into the passenger side.
"Stay down!" She wrenched the engine on and peeled out.
Drio and I fell sideways. My purse whacked me in the face.
The van careened toward us, bullets blowing out our back window and spraying Drio and me with glass.