After she finished, Winnie Summers pulled Melody close, looking her over from every angle. "What about you?" she asked, her voice filled with worry. "Are you all okay?"
Melody Summers quickly replied, "We’re fine. We ran to the basement as soon as they broke in. It’s all thanks to Officer Rhodes..."
’Tonight was far too dangerous. If Roman Rhodes hadn’t been here... I would’ve had to use my dimensional space to deal with them, and then my secret would’ve been impossible to keep. I was even prepared to tell my family everything.’
Melody Summers sighed and looked down to check on Roman Rhodes. The wounds on his shoulder and thigh were no longer bleeding. His previously pale face had regained some color, and his lips were no longer ashen.
Melody Summers breathed a sigh of relief. ’It looks like the Far Sea Secret Medicine is working.’
Just then—BOOM!
A deafening explosion sounded from outside, and the entire hall seemed to tremble with the force of it. Melody Summers flinched.
Winnie Summers quickly pulled Melody Summers into a comforting embrace. Listening to the gunshots and explosions outside with a lingering fear, she said to Melody, "You should hide in the basement. I’ll watch over Officer Rhodes."
The situation was too dangerous. There was no telling if the thugs outside would start breaking into houses one by one. Staying in the main hall was far less safe than hiding in the basement.
Winnie Summers had considered moving Roman Rhodes to the basement, but he was nearly six-foot-three. The two of them would never be able to move him.
Besides, with his injuries, they didn’t dare move him carelessly, fearing they might aggravate his wounds.
Held in Winnie Summers’s embrace, Melody Summers gave a small, reassuring smile. "I’m fine, Mom. I’m staying here with you."
With that, Melody Summers produced the gun she had hidden behind her back. She had taken two guns, one from Flynn Adler and one from Blondie.
The day she’d returned from the police station, the first thing she did was give one of the guns to Winnie Summers for self-defense. A firearm was far more convenient and powerful than a crossbow, after all.
The flashlight cast a faint beam of light. Outside, the gunfire and explosions grew more frequent. Mother and daughter huddled together, ever vigilant for anyone who might break into the villa.
The unconscious Roman Rhodes lay beside them. Behind them was the basement, where their most precious family members were hiding. They couldn’t afford to back down.
The cacophony of gunshots and explosions outside rose and fell, punctuated by the cries of men and the screams of women. It continued for a long, long time. For the residents of The Metropolis Residences, every second of this night was pure agony.
The explosions seemed to stir Roman Rhodes from his unconscious state. Unnoticed by Melody and Winnie Summers, he groggily opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, Roman Rhodes’s mind was a chaotic haze. He tried to move but found his body was completely limp and unresponsive.
He instinctively looked forward, his gaze falling upon two figures sitting in front of him.
The flashlight’s beam illuminated Winnie Summers’s resolute profile. She held a pistol in one hand, her other hand gently comforting the person beside her. Her gaze was fixed forward, her breath held in concentration.
A moment later, full awareness crashed back into Roman Rhodes. A painful, itching sensation coursed through his body, as if the flesh of his wounds was being torn apart and remade. A feeling like gnawing ants spread through his shoulder and thigh.
He opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, the excruciatingly itchy pain sent him back into unconsciousness.
The minutes dragged on. After an hour, the gunfire and explosions outside finally started to weaken, eventually disappearing entirely.
The entire world seemed to fall suddenly silent.
Only then did Melody and Winnie Summers let out a breath of relief.
Winnie Summers looked down to check on Roman Rhodes. Although he was unconscious, his breathing was steady. He looked as if he were simply sleeping.
Winnie Summers gently shook him again, calling out, "Officer Rhodes? Officer Rhodes!"
Roman Rhodes remained still. But suddenly, a pounding sound came from the door.
Melody and Winnie Summers exchanged a look, their expressions turning grim.
The pounding outside was relentless. The two women tightened their grip on their pistols and went to the courtyard to investigate.
A voice shouted from beyond the gate, "Police! Open the gate!"
Winnie and Melody Summers recognized Officer Tate’s voice. They let out a collective sigh of relief, quickly holstering their guns before going to open the gate.


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