Page 115 of Levi
I’m just about to head to my office to fetch my cord when I stop dead in my tracks.
Pop. Pop. Pop.
A violent sound assaults my ears, causing me to drop my phone. I try to catch it before it hits the cement floor, but it’s in vain.
Fuck!
Tires screech against the asphalt.
Engines gunning angrily.
What the hell is going on outside?
A loud bang follows, suggesting two vehicles colliding into each other.
An accident?
Angry voices echo in the distance.
The shouting match is frightening.
Pop. Pop. Pop.
I was so preoccupied with saving my phone, it’s only now it registers.
Gunshots?!
An explosion of shattering glass follows.
I jump in fright.
Ohmygodohmygodohmygod.
My heart is beating at the same infernal rate as my temples.
Just when I think it can’t get worse, it does.
The deafening cracking sound of gunshots pierces through the night and it makes me scream.
Culver City is supposed to be a safe neighborhood.
What the hell?
Fearing I’ve drawn attention to myself, I drop to the floor and clamp both hands over my mouth.
And just like that, my life flashes in front of my eyes and I can only think of the man I love.
Levi.
Shit. I love him?!
What a moment to have an epiphany.
It takes this for me to see the light?
What follows can only be described as a rainfall of gunshots.
Holy shit, I’m going to die.
