The stranger’s composure snapped and he pulled out his gun. “To hell with this shit and to hell with you—”
An explosion went off to my left and instinct took over. I pulled my hands free and shot up as the other two dove for the floor. As Tucker hit the ground, his pistol popped out of his hand,sliding across the floor. Our eyes met, and then I went for it. He slammed into my back as I grabbed it.
“No,” he growled. “You don’t get to win. Not again.” He wrapped his arm around my neck, and we struggled for power.
I pointed the gun back at him. “Bad move,” I pushed out, shooting him in the hand. The gunshot followed by a pain-filled scream filled my ears, blood spilling all over my shoulder. Tucker’s weight fell away, and I got to my feet, chest heaving, gun pointed at him.
“What the fuck?” the masked man shouted.
I looked over. “I’ll be with you in a minute,” I promised darkly, firing at his trembling hands. He screamed, stumbling back as he tried to catch his gun. I fired again as Tucker started to crawl away. The bullet grazed the fucker’s fingers, and he dropped to the ground again, shaking in fear. “Please don’t! I don’t even fucking want the money anymore! Is the president going to come after me? The CIA? Fuck, please leave me alone!”
A loud creaking noise caught my attention as half of the exterior wall fell into the building, a cloud of smoke seeping in.
“Ding dong,” Grayson called. A second later, my team walked through the smoke.
I smirked. “Took you long enough.”
“Apologies, Mitchell needed a good parking spot for the chopper,” Dominic drawled, pointing his AK at Tucker, a red dot shining in the middle of his forehead. His eyes met mine. “You good?”
“Be better once this is over with,” I deadpanned.
“Don’t fucking move!” the masked man shouted. We all turned to find the source of my annoyance holding his gun. Again. His eyes were wide with panic, his chest heaving, his hands shaking.
“Scott?”
Angel’s voice cut through me and my head snapped, following the sound. She emerged from behind Jake, dressed in tacticalgear and my mask. Her golden eyes found mine and the world started to slow. I could see her tears shining in the low light.
Oh, baby. You came for me.
“Move a fucking inch,” Dominic warned darkly, quickly moving to my side, “and I’ll blow your head off.”
Hayes and Grayson followed suit, surrounding the two men. Tucker rolled to his back, a manic laugh coming from him. “How did you fucks find us?”
“Shut the fuck up, Fitzgerald,” Gray barked down at him. “Stay on the fucking ground.”
Jake moved closer, my Starlight, remaining behind him, shielded by his body.
“That’s far enough, Murphy,” I clipped. His eyes sliced to mine. He nodded once and aimed his gun at Tucker. “Still got a fucker waving a gun around.”
“It’s Scott,” Angel said.
Jake glanced over his shoulder. “Who?”
Hayes popped his gum. “Can we just fucking—” He lifted his gun and fired, hitting Scott in the shoulder. The man went down hard, and Hayes went to him, kicking the pistol away and yanking off his mask. Grayson swiped up the gun, AK still pointed at Tucker and disarmed it with one hand. The magazine crashed to the floor, bullets popping out and rolling onto the ground. I scanned the area, making sure it was secure as I shoved Tuck’s .45 into the back of my pants.
Then, oh fuck,thenI went to my woman.
Jake moved out of the way just in time. I took her head in my hands, pushed her mask up, and slammed my mouth onto hers before she could say a word. Her lips, like honey, melted to mine. I shifted us, blocking everyone’s view of her as my arms caged her against my body. Her arms locked around my neck as she kissed me back with the same urgency as my own. The moans and cries from Scott and Tucker were drowned out.
“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked, holding her eyes.
Her bottom lip trembled as a new wave of tears fell onto her cheeks. “I couldn’t let you get lost in the darkness again, and if you did, I wanted to be the one to pull you out.”
My precious starlight.
I kissed her again. “You came for me?”
She nodded, her words breathless and cracking with emotion. “Just like you came for me.”
