The bullet missed the thug but struck the ground near his feet, sending up sparks. He scrambled backward in terror, rolling and crawling to get away.

The other thugs froze at the sudden gunfire, staring in uncertainty at Natasha with the pistol in her hand. None of them dared move closer.

"Dear, are you okay?" she asked, rushing forward and keeping the gun trained on the thugs.

Dustin leaned against the overpass railing, breathing hard. He wiped blood from the corner of his mouth and waved h