Jax's POV
I leaned my head around the edge of the wood.
Jordan rose up, firing a shot that hit its target dead on. One of the mercenaries collapsed right before me. His dead glazed over eyes looked straight at me, blood pooling from the single bullet wound on the center of his forehead.
I rose to my feet, trying to ignore how badly torn the muscles in my knees were. I hauled myself across the floor towards the kitchen door.
I threw my shoulder into the two wooden doors, knocking them clean off their hinges. I burst through the door and out into the chilly night air.
It was too late.
No, no, no. He couldn't take her.
A loud roar filled the air as the motorcycle engine kicked up. Robert had mounted himself on the motorbike and forced Nova to get in front of him. He revved the engi
