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“NO! What have you done!” Armin screams.
He’s being held by Spark and struggles to get to his daughter, who is dead on the floor.
Foxy appears at the door, and I grin.
“Come here, girl,” she starts to enter the room and stops looking at the guard that was knocked out.
Everything happens in slow motion. The guard raises his gun and points it at Aspen. I turn her so my body protects her, and a growl pierces the room.
“NO!” Spark screams as a shot rings out.
I brace for the bullet, but nothing happens.
“Stupid dog,” the guard says, turning my world red.
I don’t even think, taking the gun out of Aspen’s hands and turning before emptying the clip into his body. Sirens are the first thing that comes to me when I snap out of my rage.
The second is the sound of Aspen sobbing.
“Put your hands up!” I drop the gun and do as I’m told.
“Malachi?” I look at Andrews.
“What the fuck is going on?” He looks around in confusion, and then he sees Aspen working on Foxy.
“FUCK!” I drop to my knees at her side.
“Officer down.”
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
MALACHI
Three days later
“Are you ready for this?”Jared pats my back as I look at all the press standing outside the police station.
I sigh and shake my head.
“No, why do we need to do this?” I glance at Aspen.
She’s standing talking to Hannah and her godmother, Charli, who is in public relations. She arraigned this press conference to answer about the involvement of the club at the mayor’s mansion.
The press has dubbed it the Sundown Massacre. The police have ruled it a home invasion, which is accurate. The Mayor is talking to them now, and we’re next.
I thanked the Mayor for leaving my family drama out of the press, but as of this morning, the reports have been putting the pieces together, no thanks to Armin and his engagement announcement.
“Nassar,” I turn to my Captain.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I shake his hand one more time.
“I’m sure. It won’t be the same without Foxy.” My voice hiccups as the words leave my mouth.
He nods in understanding.
“Enjoy your retirement. You’ve earned it.” He slaps my shoulder and goes back into his office.
“We’re up,” Charli says, and I take Aspen’s hand.
