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How dare they?
I walked the hallway, peering into every room I could find.
All of them were empty. I paused when the sound of voices hit my ears. I walked slowly toward it, noting that it came from an interrogation room.
“One more chance.” Senator Bennett’s voice came from the closed room. “I’ll call it off right now. Just tell me where the USB is.”
Shit.I gripped the gun in my hand tightly.What would they do when they realized we didn’t have it anymore?
“I need it to be written,” Blake said. “I need to be assured that she won’t die.”
The senator let out a hard laugh. “Really, this is what you choose to waste time on?”
There was no answer.
“Go get a paper or something.”
There was a shuffling, and the door was pushed open. I barely had time to step away, the metal of the door brushing across my skin.
A secret service agent looked me in the eyes, his hand already going to his gun.
But mine was faster.
The sound of the shot echoed throughout the hallway. All light left the man’s eyes, and he fell to the ground at my feet, his blood coating my front. Without him in the way, I saw Blake sitting there, her hands behind her back, and Senator Bennett on the other side of the table, leaning forward with a devilish smile spreading across his face.
“So happy you can join us,” he said. “Why don’t you—”
Blake stood, bringing her arms from behind her, only one of the cuffs hanging on her wrist. The other was bruised and swollen, but she used both of them to grip the back of his hair and slam his face into the metal table.
Fucking deadly and beautiful.
I have never fallen more in love with someone than I did when I saw the look of joy on her face and the sound of his bones cracking filling the air.
How could I have been so lucky?
He let out a groan and pushed himself up, only for me to cross the room, put my hand on Blake’s, and shove his face back down into the counter.
His body went limp, but I didn’t care. All I cared about in that moment was seeing Blake’s face.
“I’m sorry I’m late,” I whispered, taking in her bruised and bloodied face.
I would pay back the rest of the guards in kind whenever I found them.
Her eyes fell to my bloodied shoulder, and she let out a gasp.
“Quinn, you’re shot!”
I grabbed her hand to stop it from coming down on the wound. She just had to have gone and ruined her dominant hand, huh?
Another reason to make the man below me hurt.
“And you broke your hand,” I said, lifting it up for her to see.
“Fractured, maybe,” she said, giving me a smile that caused my chest to lighten.
“Let’s get out of here,” I said and stepped away from the unconscious man.
“Where are you taking me?” she asked.
