“Nor is getting fitted for a toe tag. Stay down!”
“Secure her. Don’t let her move.”
Sylan again.
I already told them I refuse to let anyone control me. And I meant it. They can figure out their s**t without me.
Bullets stop flying long enough for me to move and I don’t waste a precious second. I slip around them and duck through the open door Grey just hauled me out of, throwing one last glance over my shoulder.
Big mistake.
Grey.
Everything slows to a crawl and the next few seconds will forever haunt my nightmares. Grey is hot on my ass, his massive arms spread wide between both sides of the frame.
“Get down,” he growls just as another hail of rounds pelt the side of the building.
And him.
“No,” I scream but it’s too late.
The force of a bullet hitt
