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“We’re going to be okay,” Wyatt said to her in a whisper. Leonidas heard, earning a laugh from him. He grabbed a fistful of Wyatt’s hair and pulled him back, the sharp pain in his skull radiating outward, down to the tips of his toes.
Leonidas looked directly down into Wyatt’s eyes. He leaned down, close enough so that Wyatt could smell the faint traces of liquor on the man’s breath. “You’re far from being okay.”
Wyatt swallowed, trying to hold it together. But the man’s words were as real as the hard tip of the blade that now pressed into his Adam’s apple.
“Let them go.” Roman’s voice seemed to have broken whatever trance Leonidas had fallen into. He looked up, still holding on to Wyatt’s hair.
“Take me. I know what was on the pages. I have it memorized. Take me and let them go. I’ll give you what you need.”
Leonidas licked his lips, smiling a little wider. “That’s tempting. It is. But how can I be sure you won’t lie to me? Hm? Maybe I should keep these two as a guarantee?”
“You’ll be making a mistake if you do that.”
“Really? How so? It looks like the only ones making mistakes today are you.”
“Let them go, Leonidas.” Roman reached for the back of his neck, hand going over his ear for a split second.
“Tor.”
Wyatt looked to Roman, a spark of hope lighting in his chest. That was Roman’s code for needing backup. He must have just hit the earpiece, meaning someone on the outside was listening in. Bang Bang? Mustang? Phantom or Doc?
But how the hell were they going to get them out of this mess? There were ten armed men in the yard, and Leonidas looked determined to keep them there. Short of a miracle, Wyatt wasn’t sure how anyone would be able to get them out of this mess.
“Boss… Leonidas—is that one of ours?”
Leonidas turned, along with everyone else in the yard, looking out toward the distance. There was a boat speeding toward them, bouncing on the waves. Leonidas shook his head.
“No. It’s probably some idiot kid racing on their daddy’s floating wallet. Just keep an eye on it, Guillermo.”
“Will do, sir.”
Leonidas turned his attention back to Roman. That was when he ended up making the biggest mistake of them all—ironic with what he’d just finished spouting.
He underestimated the Rainbow’s Seven. Once again. And this time, they were the ones who had the advantage.
A single gunshot rang out. Then another and another. Three of Leonidas’ men crumpled to the floor, and the rest dove for cover. Wyatt dropped to his hands and knees and crawled away as fast as he could toward Roman. He thought Mimic was right behind him, but when he looked over his shoulder, he saw that Leonidas still had her in his grip.
Shit, shit, shit. They weren’t out of danger yet—far from it.
But at least there was a chance now, and a chance was all Wyatt and the Rainbow’s Seven needed.
Chapter 19
Roman Ashford
The second the first man dropped, Roman jumped into action. He rolled forward and grabbed his gun, clicking off the safety and sending out a shot to the man closest to him. It was a bullseye, dropping him into the pool with a splash. Leonidas seemed to have collected his wits since he yanked Mimic up to her feet and used her as a human shield, hurrying backward toward his boat.
“Let’s go, let’s go!” he shouted at the three of his—bang—at the two of his men that were left. One of them had Wyatt by the neck and dragged him up to his feet. Roman could see Bang Bang on the bow of the boat, rifle braced up on his shoulder and eye set down the sights. Even with Mustang speeding behind the wheel, he had still been able to take down nearly all of these men.
Roman would have to be sure to thank him later. Now he had to focus on rescuing Mimic and Wyatt. He raised his gun, aiming it between the two of them, unable to get a clean shot.
And they were getting closer to the boat. Roman couldn’t let them get on there, not with his people.
He took a shot, the bullet glancing off a statue just to the left of his target. Fuck. Wyatt looked back to Roman with wide eyes that nearly bulged out of his skull. He struggled against the man’s grip but couldn’t break it. They were on the dock, running, Mimic and Wyatt trying their hardest to break free.
Roman had to take another shot. They were running out of time.
That’s when two openings made themselves clear. Leonidas and his lackey had to turn to get on the boat without falling in the water. They’d have their backs to him for a split second. But he couldn’t take out both of them; he couldn’t save both of them. He had to make an excruciating choice.
