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I jump to my feet, walking back over to where he’s lying.
“I’m dead?” I question. “From the looks of it, you’re the one that should be worrying.”
Without thought, I raise my handgun, aiming it at his head. Just a pull of my finger and he’d be no more. Prison is too good for him. This vile human doesn’t deserve the breath he’s taking right now. He tried to kill me. He stole Drago’s son. He murdered my unborn child. It’s only fair I send him to Hell, where if there is justice, he’ll burn in sheer agony for the rest of eternity.
“Bri,” Drago calls out my name, halting me. “Don’t. This isn’t you. You’re a good cop. You can’t shoot him.”
“He deserves to die.”
“I know. And I agree with you, but that still doesn’t make it right. You’d lose your job and face criminal action for shooting him like that.”
“You going to listen to him?” Diaz laughs. “You don’t have it in you to pull that trigger, pig.”
“No one else has to know,” I say to Drago, ignoring Diaz.
“You would know, and it would eat at you. You know I’m right, baby. Lower your gun.”
“He killed—”
I can’t even say it without getting choked up. My father is right. I have to face this eventually, or it could very well break me like it did my mom. I think I’m starting to understand that now.
It doesn’t matter how strong I am physically or mentally; there are still things that can bring down the strongest person.
“And he’ll pay.” Drago’s words are a promise. “He did, but Gabriel is here. Please go find my son, Bri. Save him.”
That stops me. I lower my weapon to my side, cutting my eyes to see D is holding his side. Worry seeps into my bones at the sight of slick liquid coating his entire hand in red.
“You believe he’s yours?”
“That’s for a later discussion, just please go find him.”
As much as I don’t want to leave Drago hurt, I do need to find Gabriel.
Chasity has likely heard all the shots fired, so who knows if she and Gabriel are even still here. Knowing her though, she probably left him scared and alone and hightailed it out of here.
I’m coming for you sweet, boy. I will find you. God help anyone that gets in my way.
* * *
Sirens arethe first thing I hear when I climb back onto the pier. I hope like hell one of them is an ambulance. No matter what Drago said, he’s badly injured and needs emergency medical attention. Gabriel first, and then I’ll get him the help he requires.
I take off running faster than I’ve ever run before. I haul ass like a life depends on it, and it does—more than one depends on me.
Entering the warehouse, I scan the interior, noting Lance isn’t where he had laid motionless when I left.
No Houston.
He could have gotten away. No matter what, I saw him. If he isn’t dead, a warrant for his arrest will be issued before the day is out. I’ll make sure of it one way or another. Plus, he’ll need medical attention after being shot, so either way, I’ll get him. I know I will.
I run up the metal stairs, entering the only office on this level to stop dead in my tracks.
Eric is holding Gabriel, bundled into his arms and is staring intently down at the boy in his arms. A boy I feared I’d never see again.
Eric’s head lifts, his intense eyes meeting mine.
“You found him.”
“No,” I counter. “Apparently you did.”
