Chapter 6
His friend’s weight pinning him to the ground meant he could hardly breathe and sure as hell couldn’t force the other man off. The only thing he could hear was his friend’s breath, drawing softly in and out. The only thing he could feel was weight and heat and strength. Other bodies lay on top of them, surrounding them, but he was only vaguely aware, lost in the sensation of the arms wrapped around him.
All that lifted away, leaving Nick to struggle to his knees, spitting blood in the dirt. “You son of a…” He stopped. Stared around, gaped. Both men crouched among too many prone bodies, the aftermath of a battle. He lowered his gaze, swallowed, took a breath. Gritted his teeth. “You had no right.”
“I had every right. I had my duty.” Alex pushed a corpse out of the way, and the
