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Turning to face him, Kevin smiled slowly, the cocky confidence in the move enough to piss Sebastian off that much more.
“Very good,” Kevin drawled. “I knew when the self-destruct notice on my program didn’t arrive this evening that you’d figure it out. You didn’t do it, though, did you? Someone else did.”
“Ah, that’s a story for later,” Sebastian assured him. He wasn’t about to reveal who had cracked the program, just to make certain if Kevin got away there was nowhere else for him to strike.
“A story for later,” Kevin grunted, his hazel eyes gleaming in the dim light spilling from the counter behind him.
“Why come after Alyssa?” Sebastian asked him softly. “You knew we’d come for her once we heard she was being threatened. Why take that risk?”
Kevin chuckled at the question. “Hell, Harvey was supposed to kill her two years ago when you found Gregory and the files. It was a sweet deal we had, ya kn
ow? Wait five or six years, cash it out, Harvey would kill his bitch wife, collect the insurance, and we’d all be set for life. That stupid-assed bastard never could do anything right. But I would have left her alone if you and Shane had stayed away from her. You and that fucking cousin of yours. When you decided you could come here and have her, I decided to take her. Permanently. That’s what you deserved. First you killed Gregory; then that fucking bitch Margot killed Harvey. Fuckers. I didn’t have a damned thing to show for six years of my life. Why should you get the girl?”
“So it was all for the money,” Sebastian said softly. “How stupid are you, Kevin? Harvey and Gregory are dead. Did you really want to join them that bad?”
“How stupid am I?” Kevin’s smile disappeared. “You didn’t even know who was after her, De Loren. You and Shane were stumbling around in the fucking dark. I could have taken her out at any time.”
“So why choose Alyssa?” Sebastian asked, watching Kevin carefully. He was what Shane called a little punk. Cunning, but stupid. “You’ve lost your mind, Kevin. Do you really think you would have made it past me and Shane? Really? I would have thought you were smarter than that.”
“Oh, I’m not finished, Sebastian,” he sneered. “Not by a long shot.”
“Then let’s say I end it right here,” Sebastian suggested.
“Oh, you don’t have the guts.” Kevin smiled as Sebastian narrowed his eyes on him. “But I do.…”
Sebastian expected it. He’d been waiting for it. He just hadn’t expected the direction it would come from. Kevin was cunning; there had never been a doubt about that. That was why Sebastian was prepared to fire the moment the other man moved. What Sebastian didn’t expect was the sheer tenacity that kept the other man in place after taking a fatal shot to his chest.
Even though Sebastian jumped as the other weapon fired, suspecting Kevin could manage to buy that single second to pull the trigger on the weapon that dropped from the sleeve of his jacket, he didn’t expect the other man’s aim to be quite so good.
The bullet ripped into Sebastian’s chest, the impact throwing Sebastian back against the wall as agony tore through his senses.
Fuck. Alyssa was going to be upset.
As his legs slowly lost strength he felt himself slide down the wall until he was sitting on his ass, staring over at Kevin’s fallen body rather ironically.
Didn’t it just fucking figure?
As he sat there, feeling the blood oozing from the wound, the sound of the kitchen door slamming open was followed by the blinding overhead lights searing his eyeballs.
“Sebastian!” Summer’s voice was too loud. She had to pipe it down just a little.
“Shush,” he groaned. “Alyssa will hear—”
“Falcone, ’Bastian’s down. He’s down. We’re in the kitchen. Call nine-one-one now.”
Okay, she piped it down. She actually sounded rather calm, for Summer, as she knelt beside him and slowly eased him to the floor.
He forced his eyes open in time to see her strip her T-shirt off, then had to grin at the sight of the snug Lycra T-shirt she wore beneath it.
Balling the material up, she pressed it to the wound, attempting to slow the bleeding. She wasn’t going to help it much. He’d felt that bullet go in and he knew the damage it had caused.
That hole was a bitch.
“Summer.” He caught her wrist as he stared up at her imperatively. “Help Shane.… Alyssa will be upset—”
“You stupid fucker. I hate your sorry ass!” Summer snapped, ice filling her voice as her violet eyes burned with fury. “It won’t matter who helps Shane. She loses either of you and she won’t make it. Don’t you dare—”
“’Bastian!” Alyssa’s scream of rage, of pain, had his eyes closing briefly. “Oh God. ’Bastian. What did you do? What did you do?”
