Atlas's enchanting smile could captivate anyone. He pinched my nose playfully and said, "Do you know why that guy's earpiece suddenly beeped in his ear?"

Of course I knew. Without that sound, he wouldn't have withdrawn his hand abruptly to touch his ear, and his wrist wouldn't have taken a bullet.

The situation demanded that we make him release the remote control. If he retained control, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"That was our professionals deliberately creating noise to divert his attention. Our sniper only hit his hand when he was distracted." Atlas's explanation didn't match my speculation.

"But we didn’t expect him to take you down with him," he said, hastily holding me close. I knew how terrified he must have been.

"I didn’t think he would make me fall with him. If that shot hadn't hit him, we would've..." I sighed and closed my eyes, refusing to dwell on it.

He looked at my face regretfully and said, "It's my fault for being careless. I didn't even notice you