I trained the goggles on the left side of the building and did as told. A minute later, I saw the tiniest bit of movement. But… “Was that a female?” I could have sworn I saw long blonde hair. “I thought all the workers were gone.”
I saw it again. But with long black hair this time.
Zane started chuckling quietly. “All the workers are gone. No wonder we didn’t recognize them on the street. They’re obviously taking pointers from Stash.”
I blinked. “No way. They wouldn’t do that.”
Zane chuckle turned criminal. “You want to bet two g’s on it?”
I saw a flash of the black wig again, but on the right-hand side. The woman was fucking tall. Oh, God.
Daniil growled, “If you ever tell anyone about this—”
“If they kill those crazies up there, my lips are sealed. However they have to do it, I’m good with it,” Zane grumbled, but he started snickering again when we saw the briefest flash of fake tits. “God, I bet they make ugly women. Stash can pull it off because he’s so pretty. Them? Not at all.”
I chuckled a little myself. They were both handsome men, but they sure as fuck would be ugly women. I tried to get control of myself, mumbling, “Shut up and leave them alone, and keep covering their asses.” I shut my mouth. Oh. Wrong choice of words.
Zane snorted hard. “Their asses are already covered in miniskirts.”
I groused, “I think they’re wearing black pants. Not skirts.” I had to stick up for them where I could, dammit.
Zane snorted again but controlled himself after that. When they didn’t show again for at least two minutes, he asked, “Where did they go?”
“I lost them. Crazies are unaware, cutting the cake.” I started counting the guards around the room. “But there are two missing guards in Crazyland.”
“Shit,” Daniil grumbled and started fumbling through his bag. I didn’t take my eyes away from the targets. A half minute later, he murmured, “There are four heat signatures on the bottom level. They’re fighting.”
I held my breath, waiting for him to tell me two went down. Grigori and Kirill could take care of two men fast enough…then I saw what I didn’t want to see. “Four guards are touching their ears pieces.” Shit. “They’re exiting Crazyland.”
“I think a gun was discharged. One man went down with no one touching him.”
I sucked in a breath. I hated not knowing.
Daniil growled, “Two more went down. One left standing.”
My chest seized. No. No. No. Two! Two needed to be standing.
“Move, dammit,” Zane muttered. “The one standing is helping the first that went down.”
I sucked in. “Are the other guards down there yet?”
“No. The other downed man is moving. He’s definitely injured. Wait…” Daniil hissed out a breath. “The four guards just showed. And if those two are Kirill and Grigori, they’re coming this way, not the back. Get ready, Zane. I’ve got left, you take right.”
I yanked my binoculars down to the right just as a chair crashed out of the first level window of the restaurant. The sound of gunfire erupted. Two ‘women’ jumped out the window, the blonde helping the black haired one.
Zane fired two quick shots, just as Daniil fired four, the glass from our windows crashing in front of us.
I stared at the unmoving guards. “Extra guards on the street are done, and the car is done for.”
The four bodyguards were suddenly at the broken window, aiming their weapons at the women. Daniil and Zane immediately readjusted their aim.
And…the restaurant across the street exploded.
I gasped on a scream, ducking and rolling as debris flew at all angles through the air, the brick and glass and pieces of metal soaring through the windows as fatal projectiles. I stared at it across the room where the debris was embedded into the wall. Another explosion rocked the building I was in, and again, I covered my head as more bits of the opposing building flew into the window, hearing solid hits against the outer walls. I stared at the new debris catching the wall on fire.
“Time to jet!” Zane shouted. “Grab your shit. Grigori detonated early. Nothing left over there to aim at.” Everyone in that building was now dead.
I sucked in smoke-tainted air and watched as Daniil and Zane quickly dismantled their rifles, tossing them into their bags, along with my binoculars.
