Before either could continue, the sudden thunder of gunfire tore violently through the night. From the shadows emerged Boone Kincaid, leader of Dustfall’s ruthless outlaws, his presence commanding fear with effortless authority.
“You should have stayed gone, Sullivan,” Boone growled coldly.
Wade reacted without hesitation, bullets igniting chaos across the deserted street. Two gunmen fell swiftly beneath Wade’s deadly precision, yet Boone maneuvered with predatory cunning, circling through darkness until cold steel pressed against Wade’s neck.
“Your story ends here,” Boone whispered harshly.
A gunshot split the air.
Boone staggered backward, pain twisting across his features as June stood with smoking pistol, her expression unreadable yet resolute.
“This ends tonight,” she said quietly.
Boone laughed bitterly despite his wound.
“You think loyalty ever protected anyone,” he sneered. “Your sister trusted me once.”
June’s hand trembled.
“You destroyed her life,” Boone continued cruelly.
The final shot silenced him forever.
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