CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT

On the other side of the room, Big Joe was tougher than the others. He fired at Conor himself with rage. "Come on! Let’s finish this!" he shouted.

Conor was ready. He dodged the bullet and fired back, the shot grazing Big Joe’s arm.

Big Joe roared in anger, charging at Conor like a bull. They collided in the middle of the room, each trying to overpower the other.

"You think you can take me down?" Big Joe growled, landing a punch on Conor’s side.

Conor gritted his teeth against the pain, responding by kneeing Big Joe in the stomach.

Big Joe doubled over, and Conor grabbed him, throwing him against a table. The table shattered under Big Joe’s weight, leaving him gasping on the floor.

Nick, one of Big Joe’s men, tried to sneak up on Conor, but another of Conor’s men, Randy, saw him coming.

"Not so fast," Randy muttered, quickly aiming and firing a shot. The bullet hit Nick in the thigh, and Nick screamed in pain, collapsing to the ground. He tried to crawl away, but Randy wasn’t about to
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