Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
She had to get Morales to see that killing Josh would be on him. Hurting Josh would be on him. Her sister and Levi would go back to the shadows, but everyone knew where Josh had been and if he wasn’t seen again, the heat would come down squarely on Morales.
“There is nothing you have on me that will make me back down,” Josh vowed. “You hurt her again and I’ll tell everyone in the fucking world. Or I’ll let my corpse do the talking.”
Levi’s face was set in ferocious lines as he held that knife against Josh’s jugular. “You ready to die for her? Because don’t think I won’t do this. I already killed her friend right in front of her face.”
“Ezra Fain was wearing a vest. Go check on those guards of yours,” Josh replied. “They’re the dead ones.”
Morales looked at his men and nodded, sending two of them out.
Ezra was alive? Or was that Josh’s play to get those men out of here so they would have a better chance. Josh wasn’t bad at this. She managed to sit up a little straighter. He’d gotten two of them out of the way. They were down to Levi, her sister, Hector, and the men on the door.
She needed out of these damn bindings.
“Levi, please don’t do this,” she pleaded. “Let’s go. If Josh is right, Shane won’t call in the locals, he’ll call in the feds, and more importantly, Ian Taggart will be down here with a group of men the likes of which you haven’t dealt with, and they won’t stop. Take me with you. Let Josh go. He won’t talk because you’ll hold me over his head.”
“Are you trying to make this hard on me,” Josh complained.
“I’m trying to get the knife off your throat,” she shot back. And closer to her, so he might cut her free and she could walk out with him. “I would do anything to get that knife off your throat, baby.”
He chuckled, the knife cutting into him slightly.
“I swear Levi, if you don’t put that knife away I won’t do a thing to help you,” she promised.
The knife came away and Levi cursed. “We need to move out.” He got to his knees and sure enough, he cut through the bindings on her feet before he stood up. He made no move to get her hands out. “I’ll take Kayla with me. You take Hunt and we’ll figure out what to do with them later. Go down to the safe house and I’ll meet you there. Hector can handle law enforcement. He’s got plenty of practice.”
Hector didn’t look happy with that prospect, but he nodded anyway. “I’ll have my men make it look like Hunt left earlier.”
“I’ll drive and smile for the security cameras,” Kun said. “Having my sister’s face comes in handy sometimes. But I think we should all go together. We can dump baby sis in the trunk.”
“No,” Levi replied. “I’m taking her separately. We need to talk and you’re upsetting her. She can be reasonable. I’m going to outline all the ways this makes money and sense for her.”
Kun frowned her way. “Nice. You’ll take baby sister with you and then you have the one prize that will satisfy Taggart.”
“You shouldn’t worry about Taggart, you crazy bitch,” Josh said with a grin as he glanced toward the balcony. “He’s not the one you should be worried about. There’s a ghost coming for you. Do you remember what he told you all those years ago about betraying him? What did he promise you? He’s here tonight and he will bring hell down on your head.”
Her sister paled. “Bishop? Bishop’s here. Oh, shit. Landon didn’t kill all those guards. It was Bishop.”
“Bishop is somewhere in Colorado,” Levi said, his voice a bit shaky as if he’d just realized the boogeyman was here and looking for him.
John was here?
Josh glanced toward the balcony before looking back at her. “Kayla, he has a message for you. Remember Jakarta.”
Jakarta. She’d been captured by a group of Indonesian extremists. MSS chose to leave her behind, but Bishop and Ten had come for her. They’d stormed the warehouse she’d been at, spraying the place with bullets after she was safely on the ground. Jakarta taught her to do one thing.
“Duck!”
She threw herself to the carpet as the glass from the balcony exploded and rained down in a hail of bullets. The world above her seemed to explode.
Josh threw his body over hers.
She looked up and watched as those bullets took out one of the guards, but she saw Levi on the floor, crawling toward the door that would lead him out of the big bedroom.
Then she couldn’t see a damn thing because Josh was covering her head, keeping her down.
“He’s getting away,” she complained.
“Let him,” Josh said, not moving an inch. “We’ll take care of him later.”