The explosion didn't just shake the villa; it tore through the quiet of the medical bay like a physical blow. One second I was adjusting the pillows under Beverly's head, and the next, the floor buckled beneath my boots.
A heavy, metallic roar rattled the glass medicine cabinets, sending surgical tools clinking violently against their metal trays. Before the echoes could die down, the frantic, terrifying pop-pop-pop of automatic rifles erupted from the front gate.
My heart did a violent flip in my chest. Leo.
