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I began to shoot again, and shouted at Killian, “Go!” pushing my wife into his hands as they ran out of the restaurant, trying their best to dodge bullets and bloody bodies.
I hid behind the wall again to reload, only this time as I patted my body, there were no more bullets.
“Fuck,” I grunted.
Looking around the room, I saw a gun next to one of my men’s bodies right in the line of fire.
Being as quick as I can, I dropped to my feet and rushed to the gun, I got it and ran back to the wall, but not before a searing, hot pain took hold of my shoulder.
I hissed holding my arm, afraid I dislocated it with how hard I hit the wall, but I felt a wetness coat my fingers instead. Holding my hand to my face, I saw that they were covered in metallic red causing me to stare at my shoulder where my suit was now torn, a hole the size of a bullet.
“Goddammit.”
Pulling a handkerchief from my suit, I tightened it around my shoulder to stop the bleeding, grunting as I did.
It had been a while since I was shot and the pain still stung.
Signaling to my men, to keep the shooter occupied, I sneakily walked to the side entrance, through the kitchen which was now empty except for the plates, that were due to be served, scattered on the counters. From here the gunshots were dull but I knew as soon as I made it through those doors, they would pierce my ears again.
I made a stupid mistake coming out here alone, but there was only one shooter- the panic shots and long periods to reload told me that much. I could subdue him, bloody shoulder and all.
Slowly, pushing the door that would lead me to the back of the building. Camouflaging in the shadows, I rounded the corner, letting my gun lead me until I saw the bastard on his knees behind a fern; the perfect angle for me to blow his brains out for ruining my night with my wife.
However, I had plans for him. First was finding out who the fuck was his employer.
As I near him, the heel of my shoe, hit against the cobblestone causing the fucker to stiffen as he made himself smaller.
I couldn’t get to him from where I stood without him shooting me first so I stood as still as I possibly could until he deluded himself into thinking he was alone. Soon enough he started to reload the rifle he carried and began shooting at my men again.
In four steps, I stood behind him, striking the butt of my gun against his head rendering him unconscious.
“Next time aim for the head.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
MIA
When we got to the SUV, Killian shouted to the driver, “Take us back to the estate."
“Stop,” I said to Elijah, turning to Killian, “What are you doing? Elias is still in there. I am not leaving until my husband comes.”
“Mrs. Galdur, we need to go,” Killian said, signaling at Elijah to go which he did.
“Stop the fucking car, Elijah,” I ordered, hitting the driver’s headrest causing him to stop abruptly and my back to hit the seat harshly.
I turned to Killian my eyes now squinting, a fire lit my eyes, “I am not leaving this restaurant until my husband is in this goddamn car with me.”
Killian said nothing but he nodded at Elijah who pulled the handbrake up.
My heels tapped against the floor of the SUV as bullets continued to rain outside the tinted windows. Elias still hadn’t come out and my heart wanted to jump out of my chest and run to him.
Was he okay? Alive? Why the fuck was he not coming out of the building?
Unexpectedly, Killian’s phone began to ring, causing me to jump from my seat.
“Yes?” he answered.
“She’s here,” Killian looked over my body, not with lust but as if he was inspecting me, “She has no visible wounds.”
