Chapter 20
- Jake***
- The night air is thick with a heavy silence, the kind that makes your chest tighten and your senses sharpen. I can feel it, a change in the atmosphere—something's coming, and I know it’s not good. The tension crackles around us like a storm waiting to break. I can hear it in the distant rustling of leaves, the faint shuffle of footsteps on gravel.
- Then, the gunshot rings out.