CHAPTER 16

AUTHOR POV

Training center-the next day.

Lorenzo squinted his eyes under his dark sunglasses, his eyes is focused as he aimed at the target. He fired. The bullet hit dead center and without a word, he reloaded and fired again, another perfect hit.

He passed the gun to Noah without a glance. Noah stepped forward, squared his stance, and aimed. He pulled the trigger but the shot missed. His lips stretched into a sheepish smile as he turned to face his father, who stood ...