Sanctum: A Motorcycle Club Romance Novel - Plot & Excerpts
He couldn’t have counted all the bullet holes if he had wanted to. A few of them even made it through the thinner parts of the exterior wall, spilling dappled sunshine into the room. Jase stuck his finger in one of them, and then turned away, distracted. The floor under his boots was covered with drywall and glass and other debris. Even the bed had been hit a few times. If Maggie and Julie hadn’t gotten into the hallway, they would both probably be dead. If he had been in the living room instead of the backyard, he’d probably be dead, too. Jase had been in a few small shoot-outs in his time, but he’d never been in a drive-by. It had most likely been ten, twenty seconds at the most, yet the memories burned into his brain seemed like they lasted days. He had rushed in the house as soon as he heard the brakes squeal out front. Pinned down behind the kitchen counter once the shooting started, he couldn’t do a damn thing during the chaos to help Maggie. All he could do was sit there and listen to her scream, and pray it wasn’t because she had been hit.
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