The walls of Malviero's mansion turned bloody in an instant.
Blood sprayed everywhere- on the walls, on the floor and even on the people's bodies.
Palsy looked traumatised from where she hid as even though she had gone into covering, some spill of blood had touched her.
By the time the shooting that had begun like a war zone attack stopped, Tristan was the only one still standing.
Luckily, the bullet had not touched him but the same could not be said for all his fellow bagmen.
By the time he snapped from the horrific shock and zone out, his eyes had dilated so wide, it would have pulled out of his sockets if they weren't glued there.
All the men who had come with him were on the floor, dead and bleeding, and for a moment, he searched himself, believing he was also dead.
Malviero who had been the cause of the bloodshed that took place just now stood triumphantly like a prince as he looked down on Tristan who was still in disbelief.
