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Boone fired.
The man’s body jerked, and his knife fell from nerveless fingers. He clutched his bleeding shoulder and hit the concrete on his ass.
“Gemma—”
Boone didn’t need to say any more. She ran at him, and he caught her. But he didn’t take his gaze off the man moaning on the ground.
“Are you hurt?” Boone asked her.
“No, I’m fine.”
He tightened his grip on her. “We need to get—”
“You aren’t going anywhere.”
The deep voice behind them made Boone’s jaw clench. They turned slowly, and he saw two more mercenaries. One was tall and lean, while the other one was shorter with a muscular build.
They were both armed with rifles.
Both aiming at Boone.
Gemma gasped, her hands digging into his arm.
“We’re taking the girl,” the tall man said.
This one had an American accent. He’d probably been military and now sold his services to the highest bidder. Boone couldn’t stand the sight of him.
Atlas growled.
The other merc shifted his gun to aim at the dog.
“No!” Gemma stepped in front of Atlas.
Fuck. Boone didn’t have a good play here. Not one that didn’t put Gemma at risk.
“Come here.” The tall guy gestured at Gemma.
She lifted her chin. “No. Tell Carruthers to get fucked.”
The men traded a glance, then the tall one gave a slow nod. “Then we’ll have to put a bullet in your hero’s head and drag you out of here.”
She bit her lip.
All of a sudden, a shadow moved behind the men. Boone couldn’t make out what it was, but he kept his face blank.
“I’ll say it again,” the merc repeated. “Come here.”
The shadow moved closer, then attacked.
A blow to the back of the head sent the talking man toppling face-first to the dirty ground. He didn’t move.
The second merc was turning, but didn’t get a chance to defend himself. The newcomer slammed several heavy blows into the man.
The second mercenary went down hard.
Boone pulled Gemma toward him. Their rescuer took a step forward, and Boone noted the guy was big and broad. Then he stepped into a dim light and Boone saw a familiar dark beard covering a square jaw, and shaggy, black hair.
The man scowled at them. “This alley stinks.”
