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“Goddammit. Fine. But you stay close to me, shoot anyone not wearing the same thing as me.”
She glares at me as if to sayduh.
Man, I’ve missed her. These past couple of days have been hell on Earth. Without another word, I pull her to me as we rush the two men guarding Caishen.
Anya shoots one, and he goes down, but the other ducks. I turn just in time as a fist is about to collide with my face. I swerve to avoid the impact, and he falls forward. Anya takes the rifle and strikes the back of his head.
A second man comes out of nowhere and tries to tackle me, but I’m able to flip him and get the advantage on him, keeping my eyes on my wife before shooting him. A third guy rushes down the stairs, a huge mother fucker. He charges for my wife, but I step in front of him and bunt him with my good shoulder. Grateful for the adrenaline spike, I’m unable to feel any discomfort.
He’s still able to grab on to Anya, but she slams her head back, knocking him off with the helmet. It’s not enough to take him out. He’s so disoriented that Anya can disarm him, but before she can shoot, he grabs her arm, twisting it and locks his hand around her throat. Rushing them both, I kick him from behind in the kidney. If he survives this, he’ll be pissing blood for days.
Anya ducks out of his grip, gasping for air, and as if she isn’t even wearing a dress, she knees him in the face as he haunches over from the blow. As his head flies back, I strike the back of his head with my elbow, the back-to-back impact to disorient him so I can grab the gun on the ground. I pull the trigger twice, one going into his chest, another into his neck. The man falls to his knees and gargles until he bleeds out.
I glance over the edge. Caishen yells on the phone, and Xander is nowhere to be seen. There’s a small plane, but it’s been blown to bits, so flying himself is no longer an option. Was that his only escape plan? The fucker wreaked havoc on our families, and he didn’t think of a better getaway. He would’ve just left his men out here while he got away. Coward.
“Nico, I need to find Pria!” Anya pulls on my sleeve.
“Who?”
“I’ll explain later, but we can’t leave without her,” she shouts, scanning the ship.
“I have Anya. Keep an eye out for another woman here. Her name is Pria,” I order into my head piece.
“Notthe blonde woman!” Anya yells, and I repeat her description.
“There’s Caishen!” she shouts.
I only take one step before a cord is around my neck, my assailant pulling me back. Anya grabs his head, gouging his eyes with her thumbs. He releases me with a cry as I crush the butt of my gun into his head, and he drops like a fly.
Smiling down at my wife, I say, “We make a good team.”
She shoots me her dimpled smile before her face turns to concern.
“Nico, look out!” Anya yells, but it’s too late. I’m hit with a figure, and we both go over the edge.
“No!”
Chapter Twenty-Six
ANYA
"No!” I reach out as if I can stop him from falling.
Looking over the edge, I spot Nico wrestling with the man in the main deck pool. I sigh with relief while my eyes take in the scene before me.
Across the deck, Caishen is running while hunched over surrounded by three men, looking for an escape. When I look back at my husband, he’s climbing out of the water, the other man floating in it lifelessly.
I pick up a discarded gun and point it at Caishen. He’s too far, but I have to try. Before I can pull the trigger, a foot collides with my hand, and a body thrusts into me, throwing me onto the ground.
Delphine glares at me, in a fighting stance, sans the fur coat.
My eyes narrow.
You have no idea what you’ve just gotten yourself into, bitch.
I quickly get up, hiking my dress up as I rush toward the woman, spinning my body and using all my momentum to kick her in the chest. She goes flying and lands on her back but easily pops herself up. She charges me, and before I can duck out of the way, her body collides with mine, and we both tumble down the stairs. I’m able to maneuver our bodies, so she takes the brunt of the fall but landing on her doesn’t hurt any less. The helmet Nico placed on my head is long gone, and she lets out a cry of pain. I ignore my own as I punch her in the face before elbowing her.
Delphine thrusts her hips up and shoves me off of her before kicking me in the stomach. I hold back a groan, refusing to give her the satisfaction, and kick her feet out from under her. She lands with a thud, but she’s quick. She grabs my collar, and I throw my arms forward while ducking my head and slip out of the coat. I twist the coat tangled with our arms, and her gun lands with a thud. We both look at the weapon, then glance at each other. At the same time, we dive for it. She drags me by the ankle, but I kick her in the face. The point of my heel landing just right.
