The gunshot ripped through the night like thunder straight out of hell.

Arthur froze behind the wheel, his heart stopping mid-beat.

“Shit… THOR!” he shouted, slamming the door open and sprinting toward the mansion without looking back.

In the back seat, Celina’s eyes went wide, her lips parting as if her soul had just left her body.

“No… NO!” she screamed, fumbling with the door handle. Her hands shook uncontrollably as she stumbled out of the car, barely able to stand, as though the ground had