Chapter 193 A Bloodline

• There weren't many souls around Paul at that moment. He had ventured away from the SUV, immersing himself in the eerie quietude of Lynecham. Precision marked the trajectory of the bullet, its target – Paul's heart. However, fate intervened, guiding the projectile astray.
• Though Paul was wounded, his resilience shone through, and he refused to succumb without a fight. Already returning fire, Paul navigated back to the SUV, where he knelt on the driver's side, his chest ablaze, each breath a laborious endeavour as blood spilt forth.
• Witnesses to this unexpected drama chose to vanish, and in their wake, Lynecham metamorphosed into a desolate ghost town. Unable to seek refuge within the vehicle, Paul clung to its handle, the passing minutes seemingly endless.