Page 36 of Kissed By the Alien
“Are you sure? Or did it misfire and the next bullet has your name on it?” I reply even as I’m shaking from how close Damon came to stabbing me. “Russian Roulette’s a dangerous game to play.”
The guy drops the knife and backs up all of two feet.
“Run,” I order, struggling to keep my voice level.
To my surprise, the guy runs, giving me a chance to breathe. Except someone yanks the gun from my hand and sets it against my temple.
“If you even blink, bitch, we’ll find out if this gun works or not,” the man threatens, then yells across the hangar, “I’ve got the girl. Surrender or I’ll kill her.”
Lutan and the other zyanthan stop fighting. One of the humans cracks the second zyanthan over the head and he slumps to the ground. Lutan’s eyes dart to the men, the exits, the gun at my temple. Finally, his eyes lock on me.
“I’m sorry,” I mumble as tears stream down my face. I never meant to endanger him or his partner. I didn’t know they’d be here.
Lutan lifts his chin, his eyes still on mine. Courage. He wants me to be brave.
Keeping my focus on his eyes, enables me to calm my breathing and stop crying. I’m afraid to look anywhere but at him, because I’m no longer in control of this situation... but I know Lutan won’t fail me.
A whooshing sound fills my ears as air rushes by.
The cold metal muzzle of the gun leaves my head, my captor slumping to the floor with a knife between his eyes.
The sounds of punches and grunts fill the hangar as another fight breaks out, while my knees buckle and I struggle to keep from collapsing.
Lutan’s fighting with the remaining two males, but everything appears to be happening in slow motion. As quickly as the fight began, it ends, with the last of the bodyguards and buyers all unconscious or dead.
After quickly glancing at me, Lutan rushes to the other zyanthan who’s out cold.
“Lexi, are you hurt?” Lutan calls over to me as he injects something into his friend.
“N-no,” I stutter, amazed I can speak at all.
“Hunzu, denashi taka?”
The male, a zyanthan as big as Lutan with similar tattoos traveling from his right shoulder across his chest to his opposite hip and along his right bicep nods as he accepts Lutan’s hand up. When the male’s finally on his feet, Lutan storms over to me.
“What the drekk were you doing here?”
The anger in his tone throws me.
“Answer me, Lexi.”
“I was trying to help you. I thought…”
“Thought what? That you’d put yourself in danger after I told you to stay away from me? Or did you think you’d warn the criminals I sought, so they’d take the blasters somewhere else?”
Did he just accuse me... “I’m not one of them. How could you think that?”
“Just look around.”
I do. There’s a lot of dead and injured men. And the plane that had been heading here is nowhere in sight. They must have taken off again, possibly with the very blasters I’d hope to find.
“No smart answer? No excuses?” Lutan says, his voice dripping with a mixture of fury and sarcasm.
My hands fly to my waist. “Do you really think I’d intentionally screw up your investigation?”
“That’s exactly what you did! For months, I’ve been tracking five dozen stolen blasters, and this was my first good lead. And you just happen to be here. Maybe I should have let that male kill you. Then At least I’d have him to interrogate and Hunzu wouldn’t have a five-inch gash in his head.”
My mouth drops open. For once in my life, I’m speechless.
