CHAPTER 18
ELENA
Viking held a gun to his own head. Elena’s heart stopped. For a few precious seconds, she couldn’t feel it beating. Maybe it would never start again. Then she heard a click, a sound so small and loud at the same time. Her knees buckled.
Sy hauled her back up to his side.
“I think I’m going to be sick.” Her stomach obviously agreed with her because the next second she heaved. She rushed to the bathroom and hung over the toilet bowl. It took several minutes to empty the contents of her stomach.
When she returned, she found Sy still standing at the window. His hands were in his pockets, his stance relaxed. She didn’t know what to say. All she knew was she had been so close to losing Viking. Feeling sick to her stomach again, she dropped into a recliner next to him.
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