Aiden had already fired the gun, but his small body couldn't handle the pressure from the recoil. He was thrown several feet back, along with Aaron, who had been about to stop him.
The bullet didn't reach Aeldric, but it hit the arm of one of the guards standing behind him.
It left the bystanders, the guards, baffled that this little boy truly dared shot the gun, and at the person whom the entire mafia world was scared of.
Serena rushed to the two kids and hugged them tightly. "Are you two alright?"
Aaron nodded, while Aiden looked toward Aeldric over his mother's shoulder. The old man he wanted to kill was still sitting there, entirely unharmed. His small face darkened with displeasure of failure.
He probably failed to understand he was just a little boy.
"He didn't die," Aiden mumbled.
Serena immediately looked at him and shook her head. "You're not supposed to do that."
"But I want him to die," Aiden said resolutely.
