Suddenly, the big hybrid by the table turned and strode toward Sage and Jaxson with long, purposeful steps. As he moved, he reached down to the holster he wore on his hip and pulled out a handgun as large as his oversized mitts. Growling a warning that scattered the other hybrids, he pointed his weapon at Sage’s head. She snarled at him, refusing to move.
Shit.
“New plan, people,” Tanner said into his radio mic. “We need to move now!”
Chapter 18
Trevor hated leaving Alina without backup. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Milan and Morgan. He’d have simply felt better if he were there with her. Being apart from her didn’t feel right.
He and Adam were still trying to figure out if Boo was in the admin building when Dick sauntered down the hallway, heading to his office. Grabbing him by the throat and making him talk was tempting, but since he and Adam didn’t want to tip him off to their presence yet, they ducked into the empty office near Dick’s. Thorn and Frasier showed up a few moments later without Boo, three mercenary goons in tow.
Beside Trevor, Adam let out a low hiss.
“Frasier doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to crack under interrogation, but you want to take a run at him anyway and see if he’ll tell us where Boo is?” Trevor asked softly.
Adam’s eyes flashed an orangey-gold color. “He’ll talk. You keep Thorn and Dick busy.”
Trevor could do that.
They were about to implement that plan when Alina got on the radio to say they’d found Boo—along with three hybrids and a few of Thorn’s men. Trevor’s gut clenched.
He and Adam turned to leave the room when Tanner announced over the radio that they needed a new plan. Then all hell broke loose as the shooting started.
Cursing, Trevor shoved open the door of the office and stepped into the hallway, popping the first man who turned their way. Then he headed for the back exit while Adam covered their six.
As the sound of gunfire grew louder, Trevor realized it was coming from both the gym and the lab.
Alina.
Trevor wanted to ask Alina what the hell was happening, but if she was in the middle of a gunfight, distracting her could get her killed. So he settled for running faster, doing everything he could to get to her, Milan, and Morgan as quickly as possible.
He and Adam rounded the outside of the building and almost ran over four of Thorn’s goons. Adam grabbed one of the men and shoved him roughly into his buddy, knocking them both down. Then he leaped onto the brick wall and climbed sideways along it faster than should have been possible before hopping off to come at the men from the opposite direction.
“Go!” Adam shouted at him.
Trevor went.
* * *
The sounds of gunfire coming from the gym took away any chance Alina’s team had of catching Wade and the other hybrids by surprise. They needed to go on the offensive.
Giving Milan and Morgan a nod, Alina stepped into the room, her finger on the trigger. A simple bullet wasn’t going to keep Wade and his hybrid buddies down for long, but it’d give Milan and Morgan time to take out Thorn’s men and rescue John’s daughter.
She shot the hybrid closest to the table Boo was strapped down to first, once in the hip and once in the stomach. It wouldn’t be fatal, but it obviously hurt like hell if his snarl of pain was any indication. More importantly, it forced him away from Boo.
With him out of the way, she turned and took aim at Wade and the other hybrid. They ducked behind a row of cabinets, and she missed.
One of Thorn’s men pulled his gun and shot Morgan in the shoulder, but the big shifter ignored it. Charging forward, he slammed into the man so hard, Alina heard bones crack. Then Morgan picked him up and tossed him in the second man’s direction, sending them both crashing to the floor.
Milan used the distraction to sweep in and go for Boo. The slim shifter might not have been a fighter, but she was fast. When one of the doctors slashed at her with a scalpel he grabbed from a nearby tray, Milan ripped it out of his hand and shoved it into his throat almost faster than the eye could see.
Even though they’d taken the bad guys by surprise, Alina knew she and the two shifters were in trouble. The hybrids were already regrouping, and with Wade leading them, they’d get it back together soon enough. Then Wade would put a bullet into Boo simply because he was an asshole—and he could.
She needed to put Wade down—or at least get him out of here. Since the first option probably wasn’t going to happen easily, that left the second.
Taking aim, she put a bullet through his right calf where it stuck out from the corner of the table he was hiding behind. It was a lucky shot, but he didn’t need to know that.
