Chapter 50: In Which They Act

Isla's body acted on its own accord as she tried pushing through the wall of guards to get to him. Frustrated tears gathered in her eyes each time she was pushed back. Alexander too wasted no time in running towards her. "With me! she is over there! don't shoot at her!" Alexander shouted to the FBI agents that followed him towards where Isla was being taken away towards a chopper. In no time the guards around Isla were being shot down, injured enough to not get up but not dead. They had orders not to kill anyone unless necessary for self-defense. The sound of machine guns was so loud, and it was so chaotic that Isla couldn't even hear herself think. She just stood there, hand on ears and eyes closed, wishing it would all just pass. It broke Alexander's heart to see her standing there so distressed in that white wedding gown which had sprays of blood on it now, not hers. He didn't waste another second before shooting three guards in the legs and running towards her. It was as i