The moment he saw the blood, everything became sharp.
The dizziness went away, and his only focus was his blood. Adrenaline rushed even more, as in the background, more explosions and gunshots rang out and Eric finally had time to return fire at the guards, surprising them and pushing them back as the others got into better positions.
But for Ferucci, he was just sitting on the ground, leaning back against the car, staring down at his hands. He knew exactly what it was. He knew the blood had to come from somewhere, but he didn't want to accept the fact that maybe it was over. Maybe he was shot. Maybe it was just a piece of shrapnel. But one thing was sure… he was bleeding.
"Boss!" One of the men ran toward Ferucci, as Eric and his squad once again opened fire to cover him. He immediately looked down at Ferucci and saw the blood around his leg.
