Chapter 172: Help Me!

In that critical moment, Stacey threw herself in front of Conor, becoming a human shield to protect him from the spray of bullets. Her quick moves saved them both. Her sudden shift made Conor stumble, and that little movement changed where the bullet was headed. It went for his shoulder instead of his heart. "Damn it!" Stacey cursed quietly, still shielding Conor as she turned to face their enemy - Matthew. Matthew kept his gun pointed at them, his fingers shaking on the trigger, unable to push it down as he met Stacey's gaze. "Go to hell, Matthew!" Stacey yelled, grinding her teeth in anger. Matthew shot back, his eyes burning with anger, "You will regret this, Stacey." Stacey laughed, a cruel and chilling sound, like a demon of the night. "You will pay for this," She warned just as an explosive sound rang from the cruise ship. Boom! The ship violently rocked, and Stacey clutched Conor and sought refuge further back. "Full speed reverse!" she ordered the captain, who imme