Page 30 of Agony

If it was an exit, he didn’t have much time.

Fuck.

He launched upward just as a force hit him and slammed him into the wall. Pain lanced through his head and shoulder, but he hung onto his weapon.

The fucker was huge and he was lifted and slammed to the floor as if he were a doll.

Justice rolled and shoved from the wall. Laying on his back, he put a bullet into the big body coming for him.

The fucker didn’t even wince. He fired again just as the man’s hand wrapped around his throat.

The bullet went wide.

His air was cut off by the brutal grip. Cocking the gun sideways, he pressed it into the man’s ribs and fired six rounds into the fucker.

The hand loosened and the giant toppled forward on top of him.

Growling, Justice shoved at the dead weight and pulled himself from beneath the body. He slumped against the wall and rubbed at his neck. His hand came away wet, and he staggered to his feet.

It was the perp’s blood. Trying to quiet his panting, he moved back to the edge of the door and took a quick peek inside. The room was empty with a few open windows.

He found the fire escape that Blue had gone down.

“You okay?” Steel asked from the doorway.

“Yeah,” he croaked and swung his attention to Steel before he gave a quick nod.

“You’re covered in blood.” Steel stalked closer.

“It’s not mine.”

After looking him over, Steel moved to the fire escape and glanced out the window.

“Bummer.”

“Yeah. Who the fuck knows when we’ll get another chance.”

“We will, we just need to be patient.”

“Time is not something I have.” Justice closed his eyes.

“What?”

“I need to go home.”

Steel placed a firm hand on his shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

“You did the right thing.”

Those words rang in his head as they left the building.

But Justice wasn’t sure about anything anymore.

Three weeks later…

Owen Gray’s fist connected with his face and pain cracked through his jaw.

Justice grunted, taking the punch, but he stayed squared off with the guy.

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