Impressive.
Maybe my brother hired them?
Their bikes fall within the crowd, and they run toward us.
“Don’t shoot them,” I bark to the others. They’ve been helping us, and are putting up a solid defense.
The one in red ducks on the other side of the van.
I fire three more rounds before I have to reload. When I do, I see the glint of the passenger door opening up.
What the fuck?
Darting past Jax, I rip open the driver’s side as the rider darts out the other.
With the bag of diamonds!
Absolutely not.
I run behind the van and catch the devil himself as they’re trying to get away.
Grabbing him by the throat, I sling him against the side of the truck, bouncing the helmet off the glass hard enough to break it.
“Give those back.” I’m reaching for the stolen gems when I feel the hot touch of metal against my chest.
The burning barrel of his pistol rests over my heart.
“You’re going to have to kill me before I kill you.” My grip tightens around their neck.
With the cloth container dangling from their hand, they flip up the reflective visor of their helmet.
“I can’t, Nikolai.” Melissa’s tear-filled eyes stare back.
Shit.
My fingers loosen, but her pistol doesn’t waver.
“What the hell are you doing?” I can’t breathe. My lungs are frozen in the shock of seeing her.
“I have to.” A droplet spills down her nose and disappears into the soft felt bridging it.
“Nikolai! Look out!” I can hear Jax scream from the other side of the van.
My head is so muddied up, I almost don’t turn to see Knox barreling toward me.
His bald head glistens with sweat, and his face is twisted in rage.
He should be mad, I already shot him once.
But, my hands are busy, holding this woman who I trusted.
Who I was falling for.
The person who I opened my home and my family to.
His gun levels with my head.
Squeezing my eyes shut, I expect the impact. This would be a fitting moment, when my heart is already shattering with betrayal.