[s5e3] Family Bonding -

"Just like we practiced in the yard?" Maya whispered from above.

The heavy steel door of the safehouse groaned as Leo threw the deadbolt. Outside, the rain was relentless, drumbeating against the corrugated iron roof of the industrial district. Inside, the air smelled of stale coffee, gun oil, and the sharp, metallic tang of blood. [S5E3] Family Bonding

The front door exploded inward. In the flash of the breach, father and daughter moved as one—a seamless, lethal machine forged in blood and bound by love. "Just like we practiced in the yard

The moment was shattered by the distinct, rhythmic thud of heavy boots on the gravel outside. Two vehicles. At least eight men. Inside, the air smelled of stale coffee, gun

Leo flipped the table to create a funnel at the front door.

Leo softened, stepping into the dim yellow light of the overhead bulb. He sat on the bench opposite her, reaching out to take the roll of gauze from her hands. She didn't resist.

"I saved your life," she shot back without looking up. Her hands shook slightly, but her voice was pure steel. "If I hadn't taken out that sniper, you’d be a corpse on the docks right now."