Page 118 of When Kings Fall

“Thought you could best me. Thought you had the balls to fucking well stop me?” He scoffed. “Fucking kid.”

The air moved and I saw Kyle suddenly there with a pool cue in his grasp a moment before he swung it at Lynch, ripping him away.

Lynch crashed into the coffee table and the weak-ass glass thing gave way under his weight. He cursed and brought his hand to the side of his face that was now bleeding from Kyle’s strike.

“Christ,” I breathed.

“Got you,” he said.

“Go. Get out of here.”

“What?”

“You’re done. Thank you.”

He hesitated for a moment, looking out at Lynch and seeing Brianna frantically running over to me.

“Appreciate it, Levi.”

And with that, he took off, free of this shitshow.

Brianna reached me in the next moment.

“Oh my God! Oh my God, Levi!” she was screaming.

As she skidded to her knees beside me, I caught sight of Lynch staggering away, wiping blood away from his face with the back of his hand.

No!

Brianna’s hands were on my hoodie then, pushing it up frantically.

“I’m good,” I croaked. “It’s okay,” I tried to tell her.

But she wasn’t having any of it and she accessed my vest.

A choked sigh of major relief escaped her as she saw the bullet embedded there, having been stopped by the vest. Even at close range. It was one of Knightsridge Engineering’s ace products. Lightweight and massively resistant.

Getting hit close range still shocked you like a bitch of a thing, though, and I could feel a hell of a deep bruise forming that I’d feel for days.

But none of that mattered.

Especially not right now.

She helped me to my feet. “You’re sure you’re okay, lovely?”

“Okay enough to function and to put down that motherfucker.”

“He’s trying to make a run for it.”

I sucked in a breath and shoved a hand through my hair, taking a beat.

That was all we had time for, because I heard Lynch’s heavy, frantic footsteps all the way down by the elevator.

“Let’s go,” I told Brianna.

And then we were running out of the room and veering down the corridor.

There was no way he was escaping our wrath.

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