Page 5 of Sinful Honor


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I’d had to repeat the drill over and over because I’d effed it up every single time.

Did I remember how to do it?

I needed to be quick and probably shoot the Ape first before taking down Bull-neck.

Would I be quick enough and strong enough to do that?

Would I get it right?

And was I willing to bet my life on it?

I looked down at Bull-neck’s pot belly and his ugly half-hard dick.

And then I jumped into action.

Get out of the line.

Grab the barrel.

Grab his hand.

Rotate the gun toward him.

Bull-neck squealed, and I heard his wrist crunch when I forced the gun out of his hand.

Then a shot rang out.

The fiery pain in my arm took my breath away, and I dropped the gun.

Fuck.

What now?

I kicked Bull-neck when he tried to grab me, but I never saw the blow to my head coming from the side, before pain exploded and everything turned black.

CHAPTERTWO

“Stay sharp, Falcon,” Hawk’s voice crackled in my ear, pulling me back to the present.

“Copy that,” I replied.

I scanned the abandoned airstrip in the middle of nowhere USA through my rifle scope, searching for any signs of movement. Nothing stirred in my line of sight.

Positioned in the abandoned tower as overwatch, I felt a prickling sensation in my neck—a sense of unease. This wasn’t what I was used to doing.

I was a sniper—a hunter—a killer.

But Hawk wasn’t.

He was the boss of Raptor Security. He usually didn’t take on assignments on his own—at least not that I knew of.

He also almost never used me to pull security. And he’d never kept me in the dark about the details of the assignment either—unlike right now.

I did not like it.

At all.

Minutes dragged by like hours, and still, nothing happened. The airstrip remained empty and eerily quiet.

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