“Do not come any closer!”
June stiffens, entire body vibrating. Growl so deep, it sounds like it’s coming from a bear.
“Stupid. Stupid,” he says lightly, tilting his head. “Thinking I could be contained.”
I take another step backward, a pebble biting into my bare heel.
“Men like me always find a way out. You just wait long enough, and someone slips.”
His gaze flicks toward the building.
“I have to say, I expected your boys would have heard about my escape by now.”
Escape.He got away from federal custody. Somehow he found us. My mind stumbles over this.
A smirk curls one side of his bruised mouth. “But you didn’t know, did you?”
I’m in shock. Speechless, unable to move.
“What does that tell you?” He asks, disgusting, singsong voice from the past sending daggers of pain through my chest.
June shifts closer to my leg. She’s silent now. Tight as a bow string. Naturally protecting me.
“You wereneversafe, Jade.”
Trevor inhales deeply, like he’s savoring the air, glancing around. “Beautiful day, though.”
His eyes drag over me, making my stomach lurch upward. “Shame to waste it.”
Metal flashes. He raises the gun, leveling it.
“Beautiful day to die,” he says softly.
A black, growling missile launches from beside me. With a vicious snarl, June slams into him, jaws snapping, knocking the gun wide.
The shot goes off—earsplitting loud—knocking up dirt as Trevor hits the ground. Breath knocking out of him.
He grunts as June violently shakes him. Clamping onto his shoulder, then sliding, adjusting.
“Get her off—!” he chokes, scrambling, but June is relentless. She tears into him, going for control, for damage.
Trevor’s hand claws for the gun and I leap to kick it away. Stumbling as my foot connects with the gun’s handle.
June never lets go. Snapping, mauling him, her jaws readjust, clamp directly on his throat.
I watch in disbelief, my mind reeling in dismay. This is happening.Here.In Utah when Trevor is supposed to be in federal custody.
A door slams open behind me.
“CONTACT FRONT” Ryker booms, “GUN!”
The sound of pounding feet behind rises over the wet, choking noises coming out of Trevor. Over June’s growling.
“Still think it’s a beautiful day?” I ask him as an odd calmness settles over me. “I don’t think you’re escaping this time.”
Ryker blows into my periphery, a dark tornado of fury. “Jade, do NOT move.”
I don’t even blink. The team is a physical presence behind me.
