Again. More shots.
His eyes widened, and he cussed, jumping from the bed as he quickly zipped and buttoned his pants.
“Help me! I’m up here!”
His hand was over my mouth in a fraction of a second. “Don’t you fucking say a word.” Dmitry removed his hand slowly, and the moment I was free, I yelled again. This time, he backhanded me with a loud crack.
“You’re going to die,” I told him, spitting blood in his face.
“You first, bitch.”
My mouth gaped open when he put his hands around my throat and squeezed so hard I thought my head was about to pop off.
Black spots peppered my vision as he slowly faded. His face was replaced by Derek’s, and I felt myself smiling in my thoughts.
Get him, baby.
Just as I felt weightlessness taking over, a loud thud jarred my eyes open, and oxygen rushed into my lungs when I drew in a gasping breath.
In two quick movements, my arms and legs were free, and a woman I’d never seen before was standing above me.
A smirk curved her deep red lips.
“So, you’re the lucky woman? Not bad,” she said, casting a glance over my body. “I didn’t anticipate you to be naked, but you’re going to have to just roll with it. You can pull it off.”
A hail of bullets rang out from the hallway. “Come on, princess,” she said, handing me a gun she’d pulled from a holster inside her jacket.
“It’s Eva.”
Damn nicknames.
Bullets tore through the walls, hitting just behind my head. The woman shot up and unloaded her mag toward the gunfire before throwing a chair into the window and climbing on the sill.
I leaped off the bed and followed, cutting the soles of my feet with the glass, but I sucked up the pain and climbed out behind her. There was a flat landing just below the window, making it easy to descend to the ground.
“Run west. There’s a black van half a mile down that road. My girls are waiting.”
She didn’t wait for a response before intending to run back toward the warehouse.
“Wait,” I said, grabbing her elbow. “Are you here with Derek? Is he in there?”
“I was paid to get the job finished. Finding you was just a bonus.”
I grabbed at my hair in frustration as the gunfire from inside the warehouse was endless. If Derek was in there, he could be dead or dying. I couldn’t let that happen.
“Answer the damn question.”
“I like you, princess,” she said with a grin. “Yes, he is. But you’re not going in there, especially like that.”
I gritted my teeth. “I know my way around a fucking gun. I can do this. And the only way you’re going to stop me is by killing me.”
She arched a perfect brow and pursed her lips. “You two are definitely made for each other. Both so fucking stupid.” Tossing me an extra mag and pushing a gun to my chest, she chuckled. “I don’t know where you plan on stashing that, princess—”
“Eva.”
“Eva. Just don’t get yourself killed.”
I hooked her arm again. “Who are you?”
