Page 127 of Devil's Bride

Adan snorted.

I pressed the barrel of my weapon under his chin.

At least he sucked in his breath from fear. “A Turk.”

“Yeah, I gathered that. Who?”

“A soldier. I don’t know his name.”

“Let me guess. He promised you a place in their army. Right?”

Two engines were idling close.

Headlights.

Both vehicles stopping.

My instincts kicked in.

We’d been spotted.

I turned away from Adan with both hands on my weapon. “Get Marco down!”

Pop! Pop!

Gunfire erupted, my men scattering as Benito yanked Marco from harm’s way. I got off several rounds, hitting the tire of one of two vehicles.

Screeching tires.

Revving engines.

As one vehicle careened to the side, another course of gunfire rang out.

One seemed as if it was right in my ear. A shot at close range. What the hell?

The first vehicle crashed into a row of cars while I aimed for the windshield of the second.

Pop! Pop! Pop!

The driver kept going but not for long, the engine suddenly revved and the vehicle speeding up. It jumped the sidewalk, smashing through a commercial plate glass window.

I swung around in a circle, catching the fact Marco was still alive.

And he had a gun in his hand.

Recently fired.

What the fuck?

I slowly turned my head as Marco pulled himself away from Benito.

Adan was dead, shot by Marco. As the kid slowly slipped to the sidewalk, I closed my eyes.

What a goddamn clusterfuck.

“Antonio is down. He’s been shot!”

CHAPTER 35

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