Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 151097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 504(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151097 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 755(@200wpm)___ 604(@250wpm)___ 504(@300wpm)
Hunter was…something else. I didn’t know yet, and it bothered me how much I wanted to find out.
“What’s up?” Abel asked me as we left the complex.
“That was Hunter,” I said while waving my phone. “She gave us her location.”
“And you believe her?”
It only took me a second or two to think about it before I nodded. “I do so look alive. She’s got something up her sleeve.”
“Yeah, no shit,” Abel grumbled as he fell back to start disseminating orders. I was going to have to give him a raise soon. He’s more than earned it.
On the way to the location, I texted Kellan on his actual phone. Any news?
Kellan: I tracked her to the north side. She disappeared inside a building on Senna Ave and hasn’t come out yet. I’ll let you know if anything changes.
Kellan’s confirmation of Hunter’s location aligned with the address she’d given me, so I backed out of the thread and reopened the one with Hunter.
Whatever you’re planning, I’d advise against it.
Unknown: What am I planning?
Don’t fucking play with me, Hunter.
Unknown: And don’t you fucking think you can order me
“What the fuck?” The incredulous tone in Abel’s voice drew my attention from my phone as Paul cursed and slammed on the brakes.
We were still a few blocks away from Hunter’s location, and the streets were empty due to the late hour, so it didn’t explain the lone figure standing in the middle of the one-way street just a couple of hundred feet ahead.
I couldn’t see their face this far away, but there was something familiar about the shape of the shadow that felt like a warm vise around my dick. It must have been windy outside because the person’s hair suddenly shifted, showing the tail end of a long braid. Goosebumps spread over my skin when I began to suspect who it was.
“Boss, how do you want us to handle this?” Abel questioned when the person started walking toward the truck.
Only then did I notice they were carrying something. It was long and slender with a cone-shaped end that made me squint.
“Abel,” I said calmly once the dark figure slowly taking form stopped a hundred feet away. A moment later, they hoisted the mysterious cargo on their shoulder. “What were the weapons that were missing from the cache?”
“Not much. A couple of pistols, an automatic rifle, some smoke grenades, and a—”
“Shit!” Craig, the guard sitting next to me, shouted, cutting Abel off as he pointed straight ahead. “RPG!”
While everyone else in the SUV watched helplessly as a rocket-shaped grenade was launched at us, time slowed as “Suddenly” by Billy Ocean played in my head. There was no time to react as we watched the missile cut through the air.
A moment later, there was an explosion, flames, glass shattering, the feeling of being lifted in the air, and then my world turning upside down as screams and shouts surrounded me. The last thing I remembered was the screech of metal against the pavement. My brain felt like a ping-pong ball inside my skull once the Denali came back down. I think I even blacked out for a second.
When I came to, there was gunfire all around me. I was upside down, still strapped in my seat, as I looked to my left and then my right.
Craig was definitely dead.
The door he had been sitting next to was gone, and so was he.
Gritting my teeth that tasted like blood, I unlatched my belt buckle and fell the short distance onto the crushed roof of the Denali as the gunfire around me went on. I shuffled over broken glass to squeeze between the crushed seats in front of me to check Paul and then Abel’s pulse.
“Shit,” I said with a grateful exhale at discovering they were both unconscious but alive. “You’re all right, man. You’re all right.” I patted Abel’s slashed cheek that would need stitches, and then grunted as I pulled my gun free before checking and reloading the clip.
I didn’t want to have to kill Hunter, but her stubbornness might not leave me much choice. Outside the truck, there was a sudden flash of light, followed by a long bang. More screams followed, and then almost all at once, the gunfire stopped.
Panic began to slice at my chest and temple, but before I could come up with a game plan, my door was ripped open.
I raised my gun automatically, only to be arrested by the sudden appearance of a gorgeous face wearing a scowl. Hunter’s upturned eyes that were sharp at the corners were narrowed with displeasure at finding me still alive. Her deep, dark skin was so supple and soft-looking, even while the rest of her was covered in dust, cuts, and blood. Some of her naturally curly hair had come loose around the perimeter of her hairline, softening her blood-splattered features despite being dressed and strapped for battle.