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These stupid marble floors are good for something.
My target staggers backward from the door slamming into his shoulder.
He’s holding a gun, but it’s not at the ready.
Mine is.
My first shot goes into his right shoulder. Where ball meets socket.
He drops the gun.
My second shot goes through his right hip. Again, exactly where the joint meets.
It’s a lot of pain for the body to stand against. Especially a body as big as his.
He drops to his knees.
Anger and disbelief contort his features.
I switch my gun into my left hand.
“You touched what’s mine.” I reach behind my back with my right hand.
“And now you’ll pay.” My fingers close around the grip of the katana secured to my back.
It pulls free from the sheath with a satisfying swoosh.
The man’s eyes widen. And his mouth opens. And then he helpfully holds his hands up for me.
My blade arcs down between us, and I sever his hands from his body.
Nobody touches my Butterfly.
The man screams.
And I breathe a little bit easier.
Turning my back to him, I step out of the room and shut the door behind me, but not before locking the handle.
He’ll bleed out soon enough.
CHAPTER118
Cassie
Karmine pullsa second gun from a holster at her hip. “Here.”
I look at it and then at her. “Um, I don’t know?—”
She shakes the handle end toward me in a hurry-up motion. “Just point and shoot. No matter what, it’s gonna work better than a chunk of fucking mirror.”
Oh. Right.
I drop the towel-wrapped mirror piece on the steps and take the gun.
Karmine flips a little thing on the side of the gun, exposing a little red dot. “It’s live and loaded. Don’t point it at my back, and follow me.”
I nod and grip the gun tightly.
