Sudden gunshots awakened the dark amid the rain!
Kennedy had not gone to the United States with Victor; he had been left behind to take charge temporarily, while Zolf Sherman was commanding the police at the front.
He was exhausted.
He had just fallen asleep when he heard the gunshots.
He sprang up like a coil, putting on slippers, wearing only a T-shirt that read: Loyal to Victor!
Kennedy rushed out of the room and saw a group of panicked police officers running with weapons. He grabbed one of them, "Where is the shooting coming from?"
"Sir, some officers have revolted; they are assaulting City Hall."
!!!!
Revolt?
Kennedy's brain crashed. The boss had just left, and someone was pulling this tonight? And it was their own people?
His blood pressure soared instantly, and he cursed aloud, "Fuck XXXX! Sound the alarm, Guard Company counterattack!"
"Yes, sir!"