Chapter Thirty-Nine
Winner Takes All
Everything's a gamble, love most of all.
― Tess Gerritsen
DAY 7—9:07PM
363 Weeks Street
LUKAS
Fury fuses with fear up into my neck, and the feeling flames from the pit of my stomach to my face, heating half of my body—feeding a fire behind my narrowed eyes.
The moment I see Linda’s gun, a protectiveness I didn’t know I had surges within me, and all I can think about is Elena’s body… and putting as much distance between it and Linda’s weapon.
So, I use my body to make it happen.
And when Elena talks—for the first time ever—I don’t speak. I instead choose to let her talk down the psychotic Linda—while I surreptitiously back the crazed brunette into another corner, slowly maneuvering Elena and I in a circle so that when I decide to attack, Linda
