Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 35933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35933 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 180(@200wpm)___ 144(@250wpm)___ 120(@300wpm)
“Like fucking hell,” I seethed. I shoved his arms from around my waist and spun around to face him. He winced when I roughly jabbed my fingers against his chest. “You are not going in on your fucking own, Blayke. You could die without anyone to watch your back.”
Blayke didn’t even bother teasing me. His eyes met mine, and with cold finality, he said, “Mama, you’re not winning this argument. I need you to do as I say. Don’t make me pull rank over you.”
I gritted my teeth, but when he stood resolute, I snarled and stormed away, leaving the room. I heard him sigh from behind me, but he didn’t follow, allowing me to have my space.
I both loved and hated him for it.
23
Blayke
“Remember, get inside. Distract. Survive. That’s it,” I ordered. “You take out anyone who is not the two men we saw on that monitor.”
“We’re not fucking stupid,” Noah bit back at me through her earpiece. I couldn’t stop the smile from tilting my lips even if I tried. Fuck, I was so in love with this spitfire of a woman. She had me by the fucking balls, and I wasn’t even ashamed of it. In fact, I owned it. Just like she owned me. “If you’d let me work with you—”
“Nope,” I said, intentionally popping the P just because I knew it would piss her off. “When I go in, it’ll be in the midst of chaos, little mama. I’ll be lucky to make it out without at least getting shot. You’re going to work with the team and let them have your back, understood?”
“Fuck you,” she gritted.
I let her be. I knew she didn’t like my plan, especially since I was the one single-handedly going after the Russian Pakhan and the leader of the group rising up against Alejandro. But we already didn’t have much man power on such short notice, and I needed to know she was with a team. People who would have her back, protect her when I couldn’t, and would put their lives on the line to save hers.
I waited patiently in the truck I’d borrowed from Alejandro—or more like the fucker had forced me to take. Patiently was also a strong word to use. My fingers drummed on the steering wheel as I waited for someone to make a move. But there was only silence in my earpiece. I couldn’t even hear anyone breathing.
“We’re in,” Halo finally whispered, his voice barely loud enough to come through the coms.
A gunshot popped in my ear a second later, and then, chaos ensued. I could hear shouting—both in Russian and Mexican. Noah barked at someone to move right before her shot came through clear as day. More orders were shouted between Noah, Halo, Gidget, and the men Alejandro had sent in with them. Geek began giving instructions as well, telling them who to look out for and where to duck to avoid being hit.
“Fuck!” Noah suddenly shouted, then began to cough.
I growled, the steering wheel creaking beneath my white-knuckled grip. “What?” I snarled. If someone harmed a hair on my woman’s head…
“Smoke grenades,” Gidget snapped. “Can’t see a fucking thing. We’re goddamn blind here, Blayke.”
Like fuck was anyone getting one up on my woman. There was no me without her. No one was getting the upper hand and even attempting to take her from me.
I shifted the truck into drive. “Get out of the way of the fucking doors,” I ordered.
“What—” Noah coughed. “What the hell are you doing, Blayke?” she snapped.
“Just move,” I snarled.
“We’re out of the way,” Halo told me.
“Geek?” I asked, wanting to make sure I had the all-clear. Maybe he could see them—or at least be able to tell they were out of the way.
“They’re out of the way,” Geek informed me, confirming what Halo’d said. “And you’ve got a group gathered, guns aimed at the door. They clearly hear the truck, and they’re ready for you, brother. I suggest when you put your pedal to the metal, you keep your fucking head down.”
“Blayke, don’t you dare,” Noah hissed. “We can—”
The roar of the borrowed truck cut her off as I floored the gas pedal. The truck smashed into the doors, sending the steel flying off its hinges. Gunshots rang through the air. Noah screamed my name, her voice full of terror. I kept my head down, grabbed my assault rifle, and kicked open the door. Leveling the rifle out between the door and the cab, I rested it…
Then opened fucking fire.
Men screamed in agony. Bodies dropped. Blood splattered everywhere. I grinned maniacally and stepped out from behind the door, still shooting round after round. When my clip emptied, Noah, Halo, and Gidget took back over, and I dropped the gun, then pulled out my pistol, heading for the military-grade bunker-style door off to the left.