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“Paige?” His brows furrowed.

“Oh, look. Isn’t this cute? She thinks she can?—”

“Drop your weapons,” I commanded. “Because make no mistake. I will kill you.”

“Is that so?” The bigger bald man chuckled.

“This chick has a lot of balls.” The other laughed. “Put your gun down, sweetheart.”

“Fine.” I slowly bent down and set my gun on the ground.

“That’s right, little girl.” The bald man smiled. “She’d make a great pet. Don’t you think?” he asked his buddy.

I’d had enough of their mouths as I swiftly kicked both guns out of their hands and slammed my boot into the bald guy’s knee, sending him to the ground as he howled in pain.

The other man fired his gun. I grabbed his arm, twisted it, and shoved him face-first against the hood of the closest car. The bald man on the ground got up, and I pivoted, driving my elbow hard into his ribs.

“You bitch!” he grunted and swung for my face. I ducked low, swept his legs out from under him, and sent him crashing onto the concrete. Grabbing his arm, I bent it back until it broke.

“Stay down,” I shouted, driving my gun to the side of his head, knocking him unconscious. “Let’s go.” I turned to Parker, who stood there, staring at me, eyes wide and jaw dropped.

“Who the fuck are you? And who are those men?” he shouted, pointing at them lying unconscious on the ground.

“Let’s go!” I commanded.

We climbed into my car.

“What the fuck just happened back there?” Parker shouted, turning around and staring behind him as I tore out of the parking garage. “Who were those men? And where did you learn to fight like that?”

“They were sent to kill you.” I glanced at him.

“Me? Why? Who would want to kill me?”

“Elias Dimitri.”

“What?” He shook his head. “Who the hell is that?”

I pulled into his driveway, climbed out, opened the trunk, and retrieved my black bag.

“What is that?” Parker pointed.

“Just some things I may need.”

He unlocked the door, and we stepped inside. While he poured himself a drink, I walked around and shut all the blinds and curtains.

“I need to call my brothers,” Parker said. “And as soon as they get here, you’re going to tell me who the hell you are and what is going on.”

Chapter Five

Parker

My hands were steadily shaking as I pulled out my phone and called Roman first.

“What’s up, bro?” he answered.

“I need you to come over. It’s important.”

“Is everything okay?” he asked.