Chapter 35

Christopher’s POV

I don't know if it was pure human survival instinct imprinted in our DNA or the fact that I've watched enough James Bond, Jason Bourne or Mission Impossible movies, but somehow I managed to swim to shore at pebble beach and get myself to Lea's apartment in the DUMBO area.

Her eyes widened when she saw me drenched. She pointed at my arm. I looked and it was bleeding. I hadn't felt any pain at all, but when she said I was bedding it was like a switch turned on and the gunshot wound hurt like hell.

My mind suddenly rewinded everything on the bridge. I was talking to that mafia lord. They all died. I saw the bullets dug through their chest. The look of shock in his eyes when he realized his bodyguards were falling on the ground and that he had been shot too. I looked away and saw the dark glistening water, and felt weightless the moment my feet left the railing. My heart was beating too fast for my lungs. I felt the sting of a bullet hit me right before my skin constric