Chapter 220 The Hunter
- Willow's POV
- Everything is moving so fast that I don't have time to think. I do as Harold instructs and crawl under the small table at the cafe.
- Gunshots ring out through the cafe. People are screaming and running out the front door. Peeking out from under the table, I see a dirty man holding a gun in the air. He isn't aiming the shots at anyone; he is just shooting into the air to clear the cafe.