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The movement lifted him off the ground and he slammed onto his back. His nose streamed blood as he shook his head, trying to get himself up and moving again, even though he was dazed. I went after him again, but he managed to get to his feet.

He raked his hand through his dark hair, pushing it back from his face, threading blood through his hair. Even with his face half-masked by his own blood, the scar across his forehead stood out vividly. This might not be the first time this guy had lost a fight.

He faked left, got a punch in with his right. The force of the blow exploded across my torso, but it didn’t slow me. I stepped in, grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in to meet my knee, kneeing him in the face and the stomach until I could drop him, unconscious, on the ground.

I looked around for the girl, trying to figure out where she’d gone. This guy had seemed like he was coming after her, or maybe he’d seen me as a threat to her. Either way, he was neutralized now.

I stepped over his body and went searching.

Stone appeared from the smoke, one hand gripping his handgun and the other gripping Liam’s collar. Liam seemed apathetic about being dragged. No matter how strong Stone was, Stone wouldn’t have been able to hold Liam if he weren’t in a good mood about it.

“Take him,” Stone growled, thrusting Liam at me. “Get him to safety.”

Liam’s head whipped around, his eyes widening, as if he’d seen something. But there was nothing anyone could see.

He darted off through the smoke.

“Fuck!” Stone turned on me as if losing Liam was my fault. “Your problem now. I’ve got a man to kill.”

“Fucking Christ, Stone! Karissa will murder us both if he gets lost here.”

“Then, why don’t you go save our lives?” Stone was already striding back toward wherever his target was. “Liam’s fucked up my whole day.”

My siblings were always good for ruining a perfectly good slaughter.

CHAPTER15

Stone

The wind cleared away enough smoketo reveal Nathan standing in the center of the mountain road. He looked stunned. Around him, a half dozen of his men lay in various stages of dead or dying.

The fucking asshole really hadn’t known I would come for revenge for my brother?

Nathan started shouting, trying to get his people to form into defensive positions, but they were scattered and lost. They’d been unprepared for the ambush on their convoy.

He was mine.

One of my men, Jake, honed in on him. Nathan saw him at the last second, a look of resignation coming over his face.

But Jake abruptly pulled up his gun, firing the shot over Nathan’s head. He must have just recognized Nathan as mine. The crack of the shot split the air, but the bullet sailed harmlessly into the sky.

Nathan stared at him in confusion, then strode forward to kill him. Before Nathan could reach Jake, he ran into the fog, hunting his next victim.

“Over here, asshole,” I called to Nathan.

Nathan turned to face me. When he recognized me, a sick smile spread across his craggy face.

“For a second, I thought I was seeing a ghost,” he called to me across the battlefield. Curls of smoke drifted between us.

Brennan and I had always looked alike. My lip curled up in a snarl. I shouldn’t give him the power to piss me off, but then, it didn’t matter.

One of us was going to die today.

I stood my ground and let him charge for me. He tried to fake me out, twisting to punch me in the gut as soon as he’d hooked toward my face. I shifted out of his way and his fist sailed past me. But he was quick on his feet, already recovering. I jabbed out, but he dodged, stepped back.

The two of us circled each other.

“You fight better than your big brother,” he sneered. “Not that he put up much of a fight.”

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