Chapter 163

***ZANE'S POV***

My heart was pounding as I knew I was going to be late.

I can't be late. London is my life. She doesn't need to go through something I could have avoided.

When I shot Oliver, the next seconds happened like a flash because he pushed my wife into the stream and then, the rounds of bullets became ceaseless.

I was shooting, Reaper too was, and also Sinner. When he grabbed his neck, there was too much blood pumping out of it that it became so difficult to control.

Falling to the ground, I watch the life drain from his eyes.

"Zane? Go get your wide, she might die with how shackled up she is," I hear Sinner say.

Without thinking, I take off my shoes. I have never been grateful that I rolled up my shirt sleeves because right now, it becomes easy for me to jump into the water.

The cold water splashes against my face and as I squint my eyes to see where London is, the current of the water makes it hard.

"London!" I cry out when I come out for air.

She doesn'