Sophie seized the moment and handed him her phone. The screen showed Lily’s freshly updated Instagram post—sunny beaches, bikinis, smiling brightly, location tagged in Hawaii.
Ethan immediately dismissed his doubts, his anger burning hotter.
“Rachel Moore, are you playing me? You almost had me fooled!”
Sophie whispered something in his ear, and Ethan’s eyes lit up with malicious glee.
Without the defibrillator, I could only kneel in the snow and perform CPR on Robert with all my strength.
But just as I was desperately trying to save him, a shot suddenly hit my right arm!
Warm blood gushed out, staining the snow crimson.
Lily screamed.
“Sister-in-law! Are you okay?!”
They had switched from stone guns to live ammunition!
The relatives screamed in terror as bullets whizzed through the air, kicking up sprays of snow.
I tried to keep working on Robert, but the gunfire grew closer and closer.
Someone was shot in the leg and fell down screaming.
Another’s cheek was grazed, blood gushing down.
Then Ethan’s mocking voice boomed through the helicopter’s loudspeaker.
“Rachel Moore, I’ll give you a chance. Get on your knees and bark like a dog ten times, and I’ll spare your family.”
Margaret shook with rage.