But he wasn’t the only one, another on me in an instant, throwing a punch that I caught mid action. “Nice try, fucker.” I pummeled my fist into his face and stomach, managing to spin around just as the first assailant fired a shot.
The goddamn bullet barely missed my head.
“Fucker,” I hissed, lunging toward him. As we both toppled to the floor, his weapon was flung aside.
But the second man had already recovered, yanking me by the neck of my shirt. Given his massive size, he had leverage, able to jerk me to my feet just as the first asshole snagged his weapon.
A scuffle caught my attention. I threw my head over my shoulder, realizing my beautiful slave was holding her own with another masked man. So there were three of them.
I witnessed her throwing a savage punch of her own to asshole number three, her aim successful. The jerk didn’t know what hit him, shocked enough he almost dropped his gun. She immediately dropped to the floor, scrambling forward.
Good girl.
She was going for the weapons in the duffle bag.
Maybe there were several attributes I didn’t know about her.
Grunts of rage returned my attention. Now I was becoming irritated. Not only from being treated like some common criminal, but also because the evening I’d had planned had been interrupted.
Fuck them.
I was finished with playing a nice guy.
When the first guy managed to aim his weapon at me, prepared to shoot, I grabbed the second. My timing couldn’t have been better.
The shot hit him right between the eyes.
But this was far from being over. Tossing him aside, I didn’t hesitate pointing my weapon at asshole number one.
Pop! Pop!
Ding dong, the bastard went down like a rock.
Which left contestant number three.
Reese was wrestling with him, her grunts matching my growls almost perfectly.
The jerk truly believed he could control her while ending my life.
I didn’t know my own strength, enraged he would dare touch what belonged to me. While I wanted nothing more than to take my time indulging in providing him with a lesson that he’d never forget, the last thing I wanted to do was to further traumatize her.
So I did what was necessary.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
The silence was as defining as it was delicious.
Maybe there was a killer instinct in me after all.
Taking a deep breath, I rose to my full height, satisfied with the outcome.
Until…
“Kendrick. Help me.”
CHAPTER 26
Reese
