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Their gazes held in the darkness.
“I found the victims. They’re being held in the galley.”
“Are you asking for my help?” Ice smirked.
Echo’s eyes narrowed and he lowered his hand to the daggers lining his sides. “Do I need to?”
Ice held up his hand and shook his head. Rather than answer and risk another dagger, he rolled to his feet.
Pulling the knife at his thigh, Echo held it out to Ice. When the guy didn’t take it, Echo let out an annoyed sound.
“I have my own,” Ice said and pulled a knife from the back of his pants.
“Not a very safe place to keep that.”
Ice lifted his shirt, showing a black leather knife sheath that Echo hadn’t seen before.
“Custom made?”
Ice smirked and gestured for Echo to go first.
Echo gave an annoyed look with his eyes, spun, and disappeared over the side of the roof.
He didn’t look back to see if Ice was behind him when he entered the hallway. He knew for a fact that Ice couldn’t keep up with him. No matter how hard the other assassin tried, he always failed. Not that Ice wasn’t extremely fast, because the fucker was.
When he reached the hallway that led to the galley, he waited and a few moments later, Ice crouched at his side.
A weird tension filled his gut, but he chalked it up to not liking people near him.
Using his fingers, Echo signaled he’d take the guy on the left. Ice nodded and launched with a power that was sexy as all hell.
Why the fuck was he losing his train of thought?
Fuck!
Echo lunged upward and flung three daggers in quick succession into the left guy’s throat while Ice plunged his knife into the right guy’s ribs.
Tat, tat, tat.
The automatic rifle in the right guy’s hand sent several rounds into the ceiling. The big fucker wasn’t going down and Ice pulled the knife from the guy’s ribs, but the guard slapped at his hand and pulled his own knife.
Echo leaped across the distance and ran his blade over the big guy’s neck—opening the guy’s throat, his blade flashing in the dim light.
Breathing hard, Ice stood gazing down at the dead man. The guy’s throat looked like a gaping yawn. Blood spilled out and the scent of sweat along with copper filled his nostrils.
Echo moved up to him. The top of Echo’s head only reached Ice’s throat, but Echo managed to catch his eyes.
“Fucking move,” Echo hissed and shoved him.
Ice snapped out of whatever the fuck had happened and grabbed up the guy’s rifle.
Entering the galley, Ice stayed low. One lone gunman was inside and he was standing with his hand around a young boy’s throat, a gun pointed at him. Echo entered behind Ice and the gun swiveled to level at the other assassin. Ice lifted the rifle and put a bullet in the guy’s throat. Blood splattered the boy’s face, and the little girl screamed.
“You guys ready to get out of here?”
Two little boys and a girl were dazed, but they took the offered escape and ran with them to the railing of the yacht. Reaching the deck with the three kids, Ice pulled the flare from his boot and sent it upward
Echo slid away and Ice saw the man going upward to the lower roof. Within minutes, three Pegasus operatives climbed over the railing and onto the deck. Ice took the two earpieces from one of them.
