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He was like a bomb, ready to detonate.
“You deserved it,” Hollis said. “I’m glad I overheard you.” She didn’t love having people trying to kill her, but because of Reuben, she’d met Sawyer. And now, Reuben would be stopped. “You’re going down, and you’ll spend the rest of your life rotting in prison.”
Reuben let out an angry roar, then spat out a word in Russian.
It all happened so fast. Scarface took a step forward, his arm moving.
Sawyer leaped in front of her, and his body jerked.
What? What had happened?
Suddenly, Parker fired, gun swiveling.Bam. Bam.Bam.
Sawyer dragged her down to the ground, and she saw two guards fall. The other was turning, and Scarface was reaching for another weapon.
Even more gunfire echoed in the alley, and Hollis cried out.
Then silence.
She lifted her head. Reuben stood there, staring in horror. His men were all lying on the ground around him. None of them were moving.
Boots clicked on the concrete, and several shadows emerged from the mouth of the alley.
“You’ve made a lot of bad choices, Reuben. Your number one mistake was coming to my city and targeting my friends.”
Vander Norcross stood there, hands by his sides.
Flanking him were Saxon, Siv, Rhys, and a tall African American man Hollis recognized as Rome Nash. They all had weapons in their hands.
“Good timing,” Sawyer said.
“Thank God,” Hollis said shakily.
“Secure them,” Vander ordered. “The FBI are on their way.”
Rhys Norcross yanked Reuben’s arms behind his back and cuffed him.
It was finally over.
Hollis blinked, not quite believing it. “Sawyer, Reuben is done. It’s over.” She shifted on the ground, turning his way. Then her blood ran cold.
“Oh my God.Sawyer.” She stared at the blood on his shirt.
“I’m okay.”
She shook her head. “That is an incredibly man thing to say when you have aknifestuck in your chest.” Her voice rose to a high pitch. Panic and fear flooded her. The knife was buried in the top of his right pec, blood turning his shirt red.
She gripped his arm and saw that his face was pale. He was trying to hide the fact that he was in pain.
Vander knelt beside them. “Ouch.”
“It’ll be fine.” Sawyer scowled. “It didn’t hit anything vital.”
“Better leave it in,” Vander suggested. “Just in case.”
“How do you know it didn’t hit anything vital?” Hollis said. “Do you have a medical degree?”
“Hey.” Sawyer cupped her cheek. “Take a deep breath, gorgeous. I’ll be all right.”