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From across the street, I caught a gleam of a scope in a window. A fucking sniper!
I tackled Grant down behind a car who protested with a shout and yanked the Omega’s arm. “Stay down!” Then I touched my earpiece. “Sniper on Hyde. Be on the lookout for more gunmen.”
I scooted to the other end of the car and rose a little bit over the hood with my gun. Taking aim at the sniper, I fired three shots before I managed to drive a bullet into the bastard’s head. Someone else shot at me as I ducked back down.
“Okay, Grant. We’re going that way to meet Team A.” I pointed east. “Stay low and don’t stop unless I tell you to.”
Team B let out several cries as they were shot at. Two of them fell dead to the ground with half their faces missing. Miss Birk screamed and I pulled her against my side.
The people gunning for Grant knew what they were doing. They had the resources to set up this whole elaborate trap. Low risk, my ass.
I brushed back Callista’s hair from her face and locked my eyes with hers. “You need to run. Don’t look back. The shooters won’t be searching for you. I need to cover Grant. When I start moving, run and find shelter in a shop.”
“Run. Right.” Her voice had a trembling edge as she nodded and wiped her cheeks. Brave woman. And looking all vulnerable and messy was incredibly sexy on her.
Goddammit, focus. “Grant, I’m your shield. Keep with me. Let’s go!”
I had six inches in height on Grant and I was twice as wide. Looming over him, I rose and ushered him forward. More shots rang out, and I glanced back at near a dozen masked men charging up the street with guns. I fired at them and kept the senator moving.
Callista had not even hesitated. She took off running, and damn, that Omega could run. Even being barefooted didn’t seem to slow her.
“This is ridiculous!” Grant groused and panted. Sirens sounded in the distance. “Who are those people? When I get a hold of my lawyers—”
“Shut up and move!” I pushed him forward. I didn’t have time for his shit.
“Team B is down!” Someone yelled over the earpiece. Bullets pinged off the mailbox beside me as we rushed by.
Civilians continued to rush by. Behind us, a man in a football jersey was shot and fell, tripping several folks behind him. I covered Grant with my body as another sniper took some shots at us. There were too many innocents for me to really let loose.
“Where the fuck are you, Talis?” I snarled as I tapped my earbud.
“Turned onto Hyde. More gunmen down here.” Talis replied and gunshots from everywhere echoed off buildings.
The bastards had us pinched between them. We had to get into a building and go up. The cops would be here in a minute.
“Sandwich shop two doors down.” I told Grant and he nodded. No more spoiled Alpha chatter. The dick finally realized he just might die here. “Go!”
Bent over behind the cars, we hurried forward. Bullets burst the car windows to our left and sprayed glass everywhere. One shot grazed my shoulder, but I barely felt it. There was no stopping. We had a job to do.
Grant dove for the door, but someone had already locked it from the inside. He started yelling, but I used the butt of my gun and smashed the window to turn the deadbolt. Several more shots hit the sidewalk beside us. Grant cried out, clutching his cheek. Blood oozed between his fingers.
I pushed him in and ordered him to get down behind the counter as I thrust a table to block the entrance. Four masked gunmen skidded to a stop in front of the shop. I pointed my weapon at them, daring them to make my day. I’d destroy them all.
They took one look at my big gun and took off down the street.
I kept my weapon raised.That’s right, fuckers, run. You don’t want to mess with me!
Chapter Three
My lungs burned and my feet screamed at me to stop. With all the cries and gunshots around me, there was no way I was going to slow down.
People had shot at us. Shot at Carson. I detested the senator, but I didn’t want him dead. I’d thought he was being arrogant showing up at my family’s home with all that security, but he’d known that there was danger. He’d known and yet still decided to take me out.
Never mind the fact that his gorgeous driver had triggered something in me totally unexpected. An Alpha I would never see again had undone me with one touch. For some reason, it hurt to sprint away from him. I wanted to stay with him, but he had a job to do. The gunmen were after Carson, and he was only keeping me safe by telling me to run.
I flew by people and almost totally forgot I was supposed to duck inside a shop to hide. Slowing down, I scanned the line of shops beside me. The bakery was already filled with frightened folks and the clothing store had busted windows. My feet were bare. The hundreds of shards would ruin them.
At the top of Hyde Street, two black motorcycles turned and impatiently wound their way around the people. Weren’t they part of the security detail? When I saw the Sedan turn and had to stop with the traffic jam, I was certain it was. They’d help the driver, make sure he was okay. And Carson too.
