DEATH AND BLOODSHED

Daniel missed the first shot, sand before he could fire the next, Hank interrupted and veered his aim away from Elijah’s direction.

“What the hell do you think you are doing?” Hank said in a scolding tone, restricting Daniel from making another attempt.

Daniel repelled Hank’s hold, but could not seem to overpower the lanky short man, “let go of me, you moron,” Daniel squealed, and pushed Hank away from him.

Elijah at first, tried to make a run for his life, but his injured feet would not allow him, all he could do was to crawl away from the scene.

Daniel fired multiple shots at Elijah when he had the slightest opportunity to be free from Hank, but missed again, before Hank finally kicked the gun out of Daniel’s hand and seized it.

“What do you think you are doing?” Hank said, keeping the gun away from Daniel.

Daniel, his face reddened and sweaty, took off his suit and left his white round necked shirt, clenched his fist and prepared for a fight with Hank, “give me the gun or
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