Every movement on the bridge kept everyone's hearts pounding. Dylan's expression was grim as he clenched his fists. Meanwhile, the cops taking cover behind the car doors were on high alert.

We were on edge as the situation left us feeling helpless. Atlas took two more steps, but the man roared, “Stop! You wouldn’t want…”

His words were intermittent, indicating Atlas was trying to reason with him. I suspected Atlas knew the man.

Meanwhile, Ava’s voice faded like she would run out of breath. My heart ached, and I felt suffocated. However, I knew no one dared to make any sudden moves. Everyone feared agitating the man who might let her go.

For some reason, the man became agitated. He repeatedly pointed the gun at Atlas, shouting angrily. After his outburst, he threw Ava into the air, and she plummeted toward the surface. As that happened, the man leaped from the overpass and plunged downward.

Immediately after, I heard several gunshots. I gasped and screamed maniacally, “No!”

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