Page 66 of A Knight’s Revenge: The Complete Series

I didn’t move, choosing instead to remain crouched under my chair as I watched the other two Enforcers advance on Jolie’s hiding spot with renewed urgency. I pulled my gun from my jacket, ready to end both of them, but the Enforcer running toward me was in my line of sight.

As they reached the table, Max jumped out, knocking the gun from the hand of one Enforcer as he tackled him to the ground. Dom fired on the other one, and as the Enforcer turned to dodge the bullet, Jolie flew from her hiding spot, vaulting over the table and wrestling him to the ground.

“Sir! We have to go!” the last guy shouted over more gunshots as he reached me, and it was now or never.

I threw the chair at him. His arms flew up to shield his face, and I swept his legs from under him.

He hit the floor, his gun flying from his hand and clattering to the ground next to us.

I jumped on top of him, pinning his arms to the ground with my knees, and I slammed the butt of my gun into his temple.

“Jolie!” I shouted as the guy went slack underneath me, my heart hammering.

“I’m okay, Noah!”

She stood from where she’d been crouched behind Dom and Max, smoothing her blouse and tucking her gun into the waistband of her pants. Three bodies lay on the floor in front of them, the blood from their fatal wounds pooling on the shiny tile floor.

I heaved a sigh of relief as I climbed off my unconscious Enforcer, then I kicked him onto his stomach before rummaging in his utility belt for the zip tie handcuffs I knew all Family Enforcers carried.

Locating them, I cinched his hands together behind his back just in case he woke up and decided to start shit.

As Dom and Max went to let the rest of the new board of directors of Hargraves Tech out of the bathroom, I met Jolie’s tired, determined gaze.

“I guess someone squealed to Peter?” she asked with a wry grin.

I ran my hand through my hair. “Looks like it. ”

“That would be me.”

The deep rasp sounded from behind me out in the now deserted lobby. I whirled, raising my gun as Jolie, Dom, and Max did the same, but I found myself facing down the barrel of a shiny black Glock as a stocky, bearded man in his forties that I vaguely recognized stepped into the room.

“Drop your weapons, or I’ll blow this traitorous little shit’s brains all over the wall.”

“Don’t do it, Jolie,” I bit out as I lowered my arms to my sides. She was the one he was here for, and I wouldn’t let her stand there unprotected.

“Easy there, Richard,” Jolie said from behind me. “I’m not sure this is going to go how you think it will.”

Ah, Richard Kincaid. Now former board member of Hargraves Tech, a cusp family just bordering on Tier One status.

Here to save the day for my father.

He let out a maniacal laugh. Great, he was crazy.

“It’s the end of the line for you, bitch.

The rest of the board members might be sniveling little cowards, but I’m not afraid of you.

Didn’t count on me using the Enforcers stationed in your own fucking Tower to get a secret message to Peter that quickly, did you? ”

Crazy, but apparently not dumb. My team had caught it, but not in time.

“And now, you’re all going to stand right there and behave while little Hargraves here uses his phone to summon backup to put you down once and for all. Then maybe I’ll let him live and forget to tell Daddy he’s so pussy-drunk that he betrayed his own Family.”

I stood there, keeping a calm air as best I could while also giving him a derisive look. “Richard, you’re holding a gun on an Heir. Are you sure you want to be doing that?”

“Noah,” Jolie said, her voice almost serene, “do you want to know what Mr. Kincaid here has been hiding? I’m not sure even a shitbag like Peter would’ve let him remain on the board of his most profitable company had he known.”

“Shut up, bitch,” he barked at her.

“Hey,” I snapped at him. “Don’t you fucking look at her. You look at me. ”

He scoffed, waving his gun in my face as Jolie went on.

“Richard tragically lost his wife while on a big game hunting trip in Africa last year. The local authorities ruled it an accident, and he collected quite the hefty payout from her life insurance. Enough to make a huge investment in this company, right, Richard?”

“Shut up ,” he shouted.

“But it turns out the consular authorities thought her death was pretty suspicious. She wasn’t cleaning a rifle that misfired, was she, Richard?

She was shot from behind from six feet away.

Cost you a pretty penny to get that well and truly buried, didn’t it?

But unfortunately for you, James Spencer keeps some interesting documents in his safe. ”

I’d known that the people my Family involved itself with were often shady.

My team had collected dirt on many of them, and if there was something I needed to know about someone, I did.

But I didn’t know everything, and sometimes it was easier to pretend the people I interacted with at every gala, dinner party, and event weren’t complete pieces of shit devoid of any sort of moral code.

But now I was hearing the truth about just one of the people who my father had put in charge of this piece of Jolie’s legacy, and it made me fucking sick.

Richard Kincaid had also endangered Jolie’s life, and that made me fucking angry.

The hand that held the gun in my face was shaking—Richard apparently did not like being reminded of his depravity—and his crazed, livid glare darted to Jolie once again.

I took the opening.

I lunged for his gun, raising both my hands and locking his arm between them.

I shoved his gun from his grip with my palm before twisting his arm around.

Hand-to-hand combat wasn’t my strength—that was Zach and Bennett, while I was the marksman—but I was still adept enough to take this short, overweight asshole to the ground.

“Fuck!” he shouted as his gun slid away and his body hit the floor.

Jolie and Max rushed over. Jolie scooped the gun from the floor, disengaged the magazine, then tossed it to Dom where he stood guard in front of the other three new board members who watched this all go down with pale, shocked faces .

Richard struggled under me, but he froze when he felt Max’s gun pressed to his head.

“Chill out, bro,” Max said, smirking. “You lost this one.” He looked at me, those dark eyes dancing like we hadn’t all just been in a life-or-death situation. “Nice work there, Noel. Maybe you’re worthy of my sister after all.”

“Max, quit it,” Jolie huffed, holding her hand out to me.

I grabbed it, pulling myself to my feet before gathering her into my arms. “You okay, sweetheart? Any injuries?”

“I’m fine, I promise,” she whispered, bringing her hands up to cup the sides of my face. “Are you okay? I hadn’t intended for you to have to declare war against your father with quite the… body count.”

I chuckled. I didn’t deserve her, but she was mine. “I’m where I belong now, Jojo. Back with you, us against the world.” I kissed her, soft and sweet and full of promises for later, and she melted in my arms.

Good girl.

After I was satisfied I’d kissed my girl thoroughly, I pulled away to look down at the trash on the floor. He was still seething but stuck with a gun pressed to his skull. “Step back for a second,” I said to Max as I pulled my own gun from my suit jacket again.

I aimed it at Richard’s head.

“I’ll make sure my father receives the security footage from this room,” I said with a smile, “so he can see firsthand what happens when someone tries to hurt Jolie Knight.”

I fired a bullet between his eyes.

“Damn, alright, Hargraves,” Max murmured.

I ignored him. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of letting him know I was pleased to have impressed him. I pulled Jolie into my side. “I’ll get Zach’s cleanup crew on this. He’s got one on his own payroll now, thanks to you.”

“Okay,” she said, blowing out a breath and laying her head on my shoulder. “Let’s all sign the purchase agreement and get the fuck out of here.”

Hannah huffed from the corner of the room. “Yes, let’s . I guess we should have known bringing Knight back was going to be… exciting.”

Devin clutched her uncle, both of them looking rattled, but we all scrawled our signatures quickly on the deal document before Jolie tucked it into her purse.

I kissed Jolie again, long and slow, ignoring Max’s exaggerated eye roll. “I’ll get this cleaned up and come see you later, okay?”

She nodded, her cheeks turning that delicious, satisfying pink that only Zach and I could elicit, before she gathered her family and her new board members and ushered them out into the lobby.

My phone buzzed loudly with an incoming call, and I pulled it from my pocket.

A video call from my dad.

I hit Ignore, then I began cleaning up the mess he’d made at my new company so that I could get back home to my girl.