CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
Zero saw him almost too late. The man came rushing around the side of the SUV; all Zero saw was a blur of movement in his periphery. He released Karina and she slumped to the gravel, unaware of anything but her sister’s body in the SUV.
Zero spun, the Sig Sauer in hand, but before he could fully get it around a beefy hand closed around his and forced the gun upward and away from him. At the same time the assailant twisted his body, and Zero’s arm was suddenly locked painfully behind him at an odd angle. He groaned, knowing that the man had the drop on him, that any moment now could be his last—
“Don’t shoot me,” Alan grunted.
He released his grip and Zero staggered back two steps, utterly astonished. “Alan… what? How?” His gaze went past his friend to the body in the
