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I watched his feet move toward the door.
The guard standing over me lifted his gun and aimed. Another guard stood over Cole. He took aim, too. I couldn’t look. I couldn’t not look.
Then Gene opened the door—and froze. “Wha—”
Bang!
His body dropped to the floor to reveal Carter standing there, gun in hand.
I’d heard him coming.
The timing couldn’t have been more perfect, and when that traitor revealed himself, my gun was up. A look of shock and horror flashed over his face when he saw the 9mm in my hand. But it didn’t matter. He was dead the second he saw me.
I still stood over his body and fired two more times as Peter and Michael rushed around me. Gene’s men didn’t stand a chance. In seconds they were all dead, their blood mixing with my mentor’s.
“Carter!” Emma was up and running at me.
I caught her halfway and lifted her in the air. This was the fourth time I’d thought I’d lost her. I was chilled to the bone. This had come too close. He’d had time. He could’ve put a bullet in her head. A shudder wracked through me. Never. I was never letting her go again. Burying my head in the crook of her shoulder, I whispered, my lips pressed against her neck, “Marry me.”
She stiffened, then choked out a sob and whispered, “Yes.”
Thank god. We held each other even tighter after that.
“Carter.”
Michael waited beside us as Peter rushed from the room. I knew what Michael wanted, but I was still reluctant. Shit. How many times did I have to get her back, hold her, and then release her right away? But I nodded at him and let go of Emma.
“Carter?”
She looked terrified and fierce at the same time. I didn’t think I could love this woman any more than I already did, but I felt a whole new level deepening in me—a level I never knew was there.
Michael reached for her arm.
She frowned at him. “Carter?”
“You have to go with him,” I told her.
Two more gunshots rang out from the back of the house. I had to go. A wall went up in me. It was time to kill, not love. I nodded to Michael. “Take her.”
She jerked out of his hands. “What the hell are you doing? I’m not going anywhere.”
“Emma, go with Michael. We need to sweep the house and see who else is here. Go with him. There’s a car outside. You’ll be safe there.”
She opened her mouth. I knew she was going to keep arguing, so I cupped the side of her face. Her protests died down.
“I can’t be distracted. Please. Go with him. So I know you’ll be safe,” I whispered, pressing my forehead to hers.
“I’m scared for you,” she whispered back.
“I know. But I’ll be fine.” I gave Michael a look. “Take her.”
“Ca—” she began.
But instead of grabbing her arm, he bent down and threw her over his shoulder. Then he was gone, and I knew he’d drive her to the house.
She was safe. Emma was safe. I had to keep telling myself that as I looked down at Cole, still unconscious. Hearing another gunshot, I left the room. We’d come back and pick him up. Peter needed me now.
“Where are you taking me?”
