Across the road, perched on the rooftop of a tall building—the very one Enzo had stopped to look at earlier—Dacatt lay on his stomach, his sniper rifle set positioned in front of him. He wore a balaclava, only his eyes and mouth visible beneath the dark fabric.
He peered through the sniper scope. "Where the hell is she?" He thought as he scanned the spot he had just shot at, confused.
The second he pulled the trigger, Adeline had disappeared. He couldn't tell if he had hit her or not.
Through the scope, he watched as Enzo straightened from his crouched position, pulling Adeline up with him. He saw the way Enzo checked her over, making sure she was unharmed, before hugging her tightly to his chest.
Dacatt cursed under his breath when he realized that Enzo had once again saved her from his bullet. He shifted his aim, repositioning the sniper scope directly at Adeline's head.
