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I don't hear the other one say anything, but I assume they leave too. Rustling and clanging rings out through the house as they make their big getaway.
The guy takes a step away from me, and I watch him with bated breath. Maybe he came to his senses and he's going to follow his buddies too. Maybe everything will be okay after all.
My hope incinerates in front of me when he quickly backsteps down the rest of the stairs. He presses his back to the wall next to the door, gun raised. He puts his index finger in front of his mouth, telling me to be quiet.
Fear seizes my chest, and I open my mouth and scream Nova's name.
I'll be damned if I sit by and do nothing as he hurts Nova.
He moves fast, bounding up the stairs in the time it takes me to blink.
“You fucking cunt,” he yells, bringing the gun down on the side of my head.
Everything goes black.
44
BANE
She screamedmy cousin's name. But considering I just left him and Silas arguing in the parking lot, I know he's not here.
Which means she's in trouble.
My heart pitches up my throat as my mind spirals into the worst possible scenarios. Are the Savage Souls and Hell Hounds making plays already? It seems sloppy and random.
Unless they've been watching us. They would've seen her with all of us.
I kill the lights and open my saddlebag at the same time. Two seconds later, I'm creeping along the exterior wall of the house, my favorite gun raised and ready.
I haven't used it in a long time. And I was happy for it. But I've never been more fucking glad to have it on me than I am right now.
I have no idea what kind of situation I'm walking into, but if there's one good thing my ma always taught me, it's to prepare for the worst.
The front door is cracked open, but Evangeline is silent. I don't know if that's a good sign or a very bad one.
Fuck this. Time to get it over with.
I toe open the door, flicking my ankle to send the door flying into the wall behind it.
There, crouched over my girl's prone form, is a walking deadman.
I don't warn him or give him a chance to explain. I point my gun and pull the trigger.
He lets out a surprised grunt, clutching his chest and falling to the stairs next to her.
Well, that won't fucking do, will it.
I rush inside the house, acutely aware there could be more people lying in wait. I don't lower my gun as I take the stairs two at a time until I reach them.
I kneel down next to Evangeline, my heart throbbing inside my chest like someone reached in and squeezed the fuck out of it. I press my fingers against the side of her neck, sighing when I feel her pulse. Strong, steady.
A relieved breath escapes my lips, and I murmur a silent thanks to whoever the fuck listens.
I hate to leave her, but I have to clear the house first. I brush my lips across her forehead and go room to room in record time. I'm back by her side and pulling my phone out. I have to call this in.
And call in a cleanup crew. I glance at the asshole sprawled along the stairs. As much as I want to move him, it's better to leave him where he is. Then the crew knows exactly where they need to clean.
I hit his contact in my phone, put him on speaker, and set my phone by her head.
