“Sit,” she ordered.
He looked around at the grassy ground.
“Come on, Nikoli.I don’t have a couch ready,” she urged.“You are bleeding!”
He sighed in resignation and then sat down on the ground.
“Ok, take this.”She handed him a small stick from the ground.
He stared at it then took it.
“Now, place it into your mouth,” she instructed.
He shook his head.“It could be filthy.”
“Maybe but you need to bite down on it.”
He stared at her.“You’re going to take this knife out?”
“Hell, yeah I am,” she replied.“I mean if you like it that much, you can keep it for a souvenir.But it can’t stay where it is.”
He slowly shook his head at her constant hardcore attitude.Then he placed the stick into his mouth.
“Ready?”she asked.
Nodding, he sat still and bit down on the wood.
Reaching over, she placed one hand on his arm to hold it steady, then grasped the knife with her free hand and did it swiftly.
A loud groan came from Nikoli as he then dropped sideways into a faint.
“Oh, fuck!”Briar called out as she scooted over and grabbed his good arm to drag him up onto her lap.Quickly, she removed the small stick and tossed it away.
“You fucking bitch!”a man yelled.
Snapping her head up, she spotted another man standing a few feet away.“Uh, oh,” she muttered under her breath.
The man stared down at the dead guy and he did have similar characteristics to the man with the bullet between his eyes.Growling, he turned and headed toward them.
Without thinking, Briar picked up the bloody knife and tossed it expertly.
It hit the man in the throat before he could reach her and Nikoli.He clutched at the knife sticking out of his neck, then the man crumpled to his knees and faceplanted in the grass.
“Damn, I killed him,” she mumbled.
Nikoli raised his head up and snarked, “Yeah, that happens when you play with knives.”
Looking down at him, she laughed.
He chuckled despite the pain in his steely blue eyes.
“I never knew you were funny,” she stated as she picked the t-shirt material up.
“I can be.And damn, can you toss a blade, girl.”
She allowed herself a smirk as she wrapped the torn shirt material around his arm.“Ok, take a deep breath,” she warned.
“You are bossy.”He then took a breath.
