Into his arms - II

A loud sound, a pinch of a pain in his shoulder making him step forward at the force of the shot. 

Fuck, he had just been shot and it was a good one. 

Turning around, he aimed at the fucker who had shot him and shot right in between the eyes. The man was down within seconds. 

They moved forward, he and his team with one member missing that he could entrust with Evelyn. 

Anyone, who he did not recognise and did not bear the marks that they all were carrying, Salvatore shot. 

The people that they were supposed to take as prisoners of war were already taken, loaded up and sent back to the house of Testa. 

So, All who were left here now, were meant to be killed. 

"The girls?" He asked as the first thing to Adrian, who was in charge of making sure that the girls did not leave the facility with any of those men. 

"Taken care of. Vincent hat tipped the police for this, they will be to contracting embassies to send the girls back."