CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Rais grunted and pushed forward again, sending a fresh shockwave through Reid’s body. He gasped as he stepped backward in a vain attempt to alleviate the pressure.
His right heel touched something on the ground behind him.
He did not dare look back, but he knew what it was. The security guard’s body. His foot was against it, and Rais was unaware, his bared teeth and wild eyes unblinking.
Reid carefully lifted his foot and stepped backward, hoping he would step far enough to clear the body. As he moved, Rais moved with him, forward, maintaining his iron-like grip on the stab wound.
Reid cleared the body.
Rais did not.
The assassin’s snarl melted as his foot pushed against the downed guard. He stumbled forward. His grip on Reid came loose as his hands shot out to ca
