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“Yeah.” I was going to relish this. “He works for me.”
His eyes went flat.
I smirked. “He always has.”
“Wha—” he choked out, blanching, before a whole new fury started in his eyes.
Chase was starting to stir behind me. I felt the first groan from him, so I started to move, when suddenly I heard Bailey scream, “Kash!”
Calhoun was bringing up a gun. An ugly and harsh laugh ripping from him as his finger moved to the trigger.
I lunged.
Bailey had a knife, and in a split second she threw it toward me.
I flung myself out of the way.
Bam!
The gun went off.
Boom.
I felt like I was punched, but I was submerged in water. Everything was dull, happening in slow motion, and I reached, catching the knife from Bailey. I grabbed it at the handle and a little over the blade. It cut into my skin from how tight my hold was, but I fell to my knees and I lashed out. It all happened in three seconds.
Bailey yelled.
Bailey tossed the knife.
I jumped.
Reached for it.
Caught it.
My knees hit, and my arm made a horizontal slashing motion, right across his throat.
Then Chase was up and he was throwing himself at us.
Calhoun was sitting there, blood cascading down his throat, but he was trying to raise the gun again. He was trying to turn it. He would have shot me, but Chase grabbed it and threw it away. It clattered away like the other one.
Chase staggered back, falling into the vehicle. He glared at me. “So stupid. You don’t let him talk. Ever.” He bent forward, picking up the knife. He gripped it, turning it over. “You gotta put him down. That’s how you handle someone like him.”
“Chase, don’t!”
Bailey was running toward us, butboom!The door burst open behind her. Bodies swarmed inside, guns raised, shields in place. Red and blue lights filled the air. The cops had arrived.
It was over.
Chase let out another roar, but I moved, catching him in the chest. He would’ve stabbed Calhoun in front of the police. I slammed him back, feeling pain with every shift I was making now. The adrenaline was starting to wear off, and I knew I’d be in worse pain after this.
“Colello!”
Bright was heading our way, holstering her weapon. More cops were streaming up the stairs. They’d check out the entire building. Paramedics were already coming in as well, bringing their stretchers.
“I called them. Gave them all a body count of guys I thought were dead and who I thought was just injured,” Bailey said.
Bright nodded at her. “We know exactly where to go, but we still need to clear the building.” Her gaze fell over me, Chase, and Calhoun. Our grandfather wasn’t moving. “Is he dead?”
