Death
Dario looked at Zac with a horrible expression on his face, which was not what one would expect from someone seeking revenge. However, his eyes quickly lost all light as blood dripped from the puncture in the middle of his forehead.
Contrary to what he had expected, the brown-haired young man falling lifelessly into his own van had not been the one who had killed.
The moment he had shouted at Zac and prepared to kill, Dario had given young Small all the time he needed to pull the gun from his waistband and shoot the enemy who was threatening his life.
It all happened so fast. Even Zac couldn't help but stand still for a moment as he watched Dario's dead body fall. The young man had a frightened look on his face, knowing that this was his end.
Dario hadn't expected Zac to react so quickly, but seeing the reaction of his target a few moments ago, Dario understood that his own fate was dark and cold.