Page 134 of I Promise You
DANNY
Igrin wickedly, staring into my crosshairs, watching that fucker drop down to hell where he belongs.
Motherfucker got off easy but I couldn’t watch him touch my girl anymore.
Son of a bitch.
As I suited up for tonight’s mission, ready to unleash the deepest, darkest twisted ways of my mind against the men that took my angel… I sharpened my knife. And now we’re here and the only way I’m leaving this ranch is with my girl in my arms and Omar branded with Death’s scythe.
There’s a big window on the roof. I broke it open and dropped in. The shadows of the night fade away my presence.
When I dropped in, I could hear my angel scream, begging for them to kill her. I’m about to send this whole fucking building to the ground.
My chest is fucking sore, and I’m in so much pain, but nothing could compare to the pain I felt to hear Ari beg them to kill her.
Fuck.
I will collect each and every one of these evil mother fuckers souls. The entire time my team and I were being transported bythe police, I was contemplating which twisted way I would kill Omar, and I will.
Ari’s on the ground in the stable with that piece of shit’s body.
Kane, Lopez, and Rooker drop behind me. Zeke’s team breaches the side of the barn, making an explosion of an entrance.
There’s about an army of men in the barn and a hanging rope, as if they were setting up to hang her.
I hold my rifle tight against the shoulder that’s been shot; I’ll deal with those consequences later. My adrenaline powered by vengeance won’t let me feel it right now. I will have Omar’s body added to my long list of confirmed kills tonight.
Everything will come to an end tonight.
Paul’s killer is in my sights and I will make sure this time he won’t get away.
Our number one target on the most wanted list won’t have a beating heart after I get a hold of him.
I pull the trigger, but one of his friends throws their body in front of him. He goes down instead of Omar. Fucking coward. But I’ll make him beg for mercy…they all do when Grim Reaper is knocking on their door. Omar tries to reach for a weapon from one of his followers’ belt, but I shoot another one down, preventing from arming himself.
Everyone draws their weapons, and I finally see my girl.
She stands, shaking and crying. She has her hands over her ears and her beautiful brown eyes meet mine like she’s pleading for me to get to her. I swallow the pain in my throat. I will hold her again.
I just have to get through Omar’s army first.
Easy.
“Run!” I shout at her and her watery eyes widen. She takes off running toward one of the doors in the back of the barn. As sheopens it, a man chases after her. He’s about to put his hand on her hair and I put a bullet in his head.
Then absolute chaos ensues. Everyone is exchanging fire. I take a few more out from behind cover, and the last thing I see is Omar and his daughter chasing after Ari into the woods behind the barn.
Over my fucking dead body.
“I need to get to her,” I tell the team through the mic, reloading my rifle.
“Go! We’ll cover you…getourgirl,” Kane responds and a part of me resents when he says “our,” but he no longer means it in that way.
“Bane, don’t make me put a fucking bullet in your head, too.”
Paul trusted our team with his sister. And Kane will always be a part of Ari’s life, just not the way I’ll be and after a lengthy conversation these past three days, we’ve reached an understanding, but that doesn’t mean we’re close friends. He overstepped, and he’s lucky I’m letting him live.
Our friendship is done, but he’s still on my team, which means I’ll always be professional.
