The boom of a gunshot pierced through the night followed immediately by the sound of car tires coming to a screeching halt.

Avery felt like her eardrums were about to burst as she held tightly onto Elliot.

Tears were streaming down her face as her body shook uncontrollably.

The tires of the black sedan had been blown up.

It had swerved and crashed into the cotton candy stand that Avery had purchased cotton candy from.

Elliot had his arms wrapped around Avery as he watched coldly the car from the corner of his eyes.

Someone was trying to kill him but had failed.

Then came the sound of another gunshot.

This time the bullet had hit the driver's seat.

Avery and Elliot were surrounded by cries of terror as people scattered and sought shelter from the danger.

Avery's skin was cold to the touch.

Elliot cradled her face in his hands, stared at her terrified face, and said hoarsely, "Don't be scared. It's over now."

Avery's chest rose and fell at a frantic pace. Uncertainty flick