A faint, gurgling sound drew Lin Fan’s attention. He followed it to find Milo, sprawled on the ground and riddled with half a dozen bullet holes. He was bleeding out, life fading with every ragged breath.
The handgun still clutched in Milo’s grip told Lin Fan everything he needed to know. A complex mix of pity and frustration churned within him.
“I told you the gun was dangerous… but you didn’t listen…”
With a trembling, blood-slicked hand,