Chapter 143 A Final Blow

• A shower of bullets ricocheted off the car, the metallic clang echoing in harsh, relentless waves that made the entire vehicle vibrate with every hit.
• The armored plating held, but the deafening noise tore into the cabin, mixing with the acrid sting of gunpowder slipping through the smallest seams.
• Vittoria screamed; her body shook uncontrollably as she curled instinctively into the seat, her arms wrapping around Vincenzo in a desperate attempt to anchor herself to something that felt safe.