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“We won’t be able to get anyone out before attacking,”Nolan confirmed my diagnosis of the scene.“Not without alerting any of the suspects. Best move now is to try and take them down before too many people get hurt and hope the hostages can escape while we keep them preoccupied.”
“Good. Go,”Beckett said, the only prompt I needed to nock my arrow, not willing to waste one more second.
I released with my next breath, the thin projectile whipping through the air for only a moment before lodging into the skinny man’s shoulder blade.
He let out a howling grunt from the impact, releasing his victim and kicking his chair backward, whirling around, searching for the person who shot him. Searching for me.
My group didn’t hesitate, charging into the fray as I shot the blond again in the opposite shoulder, this time through the front. His eyes found me instantly, a growl escaping his lips as he charged at me, the two arrows protruding from his body not slowing him down in his altered state of mind. I swung my bow in an arc in front of me, impacting him square in the jaw. Yet, he continued throwing erratic punches at me. They were easy to avoid, but he was fast, most of my movements forced on the defensive. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Beth moving around him, grabbing the half-dead man from the table and running out the front door with him to safety. Good, maybe he would survive.
Lucas took advantage of the man’s focus on me to sneak behind him, our gazes connecting for a brief moment to confirm what he was about to do. This man would fight until he had nothing left, and with the drugs within him, he felt very little pain.
At my sharp nod of approval, Lucas triggered the wooden side of his Amalgam Blade and shoved it through the man’s stomach. It wasn’t a killing blow, but there was no coming back from it to fight more.
His eyes bugged out, Lucas pulling the blade from him, the entire length of it coated in crimson blood tainted with black swirls. The man stumbled for a moment before falling onto his knees, lips snarling as he stared up at Lucas, his dagger still pointed at the man’s chest. I nocked another arrow, aiming it at the back of his head, just in case.
“Don’t move,” Lucas warned, but the man didn’t listen, shooting himself up to impale himself on Lucas’s dagger.
I choked on air as I watch the life die from his eyes, his body going limp around Lucas’s blade.
“Goddess!What?” Lucas screamed out loud. My thought exactly, but it wasn’t what was important, my attention turning to the chaos filling the room.
“Evacuate this half of the room through the kitchen,”I directed him.“I’m going to assist with the other two.”
He nodded, rushing to the scattered people, directing them and pushing them to run to the door, promising that the suspects are too preoccupied to notice. He took Lea’s hand, running by her side for the exit. My heart slowed its erratic beat slightly now that she was safely out of the fray, allowing me to turn back to the battle with a clearer mind.
I wasn’t the only one to send my seconds to help the hostages, Beckett fighting the paranoid redhead with only Milly to back him up, which was better than Nolan who fought the ranting brute all alone while his team got people out. Nolan fought better, but the man was able to keep his distance by using a broken table leg as means to block Nolan’s wooden blade. I could tell he was trying to subdue the man without killing him, but the man’s recklessness was making it difficult, forcing Nolan to be careful.
Well, that made my choice easy on who to assist.
I jumped over a table, lifting my bow and shooting my arrow, the tip lodging in the back of the man’s right knee. He collapsed onto it, Nolan landing a punch across his face before poising the dagger against his throat.
“Be careful,” I warned him. “The other guy just killed himself on Lucas’s blade.”
“Well, that’s lovely.” Nolan’s face was hard as stone as he pulled the blade away so the suspect couldn’t use it, but still poised it at the ready just in case.
“Aren’t you just a treat,” the suspect spat out at me over his shoulder, my next arrow already nocked and aimed at him.
“Be smart and surrender.” I walked a few more steps forward, Nolan and I on either side of him with no means of escape.
We had him cornered. Even with the drugs taking over his system, he should be lucid enough to drop the weapon and turn himself over. One of his partners had killed himself and, from the corner of my eye, I saw his second one also lying on the ground, Beckett kneeling next to him with his fingers pressed against the suspect’s neck.
Yet, a devious grin spread on the man’s face, his dilated eyes gleaming.
“Chu Fui na Déithe!”He screamed at the top of his lungs, his reddened face making the blackened veins covering his cheeks even more prominent.
He raised his fist in the air, letting out a guttural cry before taking the sharpened wooden table leg and driving it straight through his heart.
Chapter Twenty-Two
I rushed to Lea’s side the moment the infiltration was cleared. She was with the rest of the victims, protected behind the line of wagons and soldiers that had been set up during the situation.
“Are you alright?” I asked, flinging my arms around her and pulling her into a hug. She sat on the edge of a wagon, her feet dangling off the side.
She grasped onto me tightly, her fingernails digging into my back. “I’m fine.”
“You need to get checked out by a physician and we need to…” My words rambled out, my eyes scanning over every inch of her, looking for the tiniest scratch.
“I know, I know,” she said, her curly black hair matted against her sweaty forehead. “But there are others who need your help first. Go and do your job.”
