Page 160 of Broken Oath

Her lips parted.

Gunfire cracked across the harbor.

Glass exploded behind Rook.

The woman lunged.

Her hands struck his chest.

She drove him sideways behind a steel winch as another round slammed into the dock where he had been standing.

They hit the ground together.

Rook’s arm closed around her instinctively, shielding her as wood splintered above them.

For one suspended second, neither moved.

Her palm rested against his chest.

His hand pressed against the small of her back.

Their faces were inches apart.

Gray eyes locked with his.

Awareness flashed between them.

Sharp.

Unexpected.

Alive.

Then another bullet struck the winch.

The moment shattered.

The woman pulled a pistol from beneath her jacket.

Rook released her and raised his rifle.

All around them, Shadow Division opened fire.

The harbor erupted into chaos.

The attack had begun.

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The first rifle shot cracked across the harbor.

The woman struck Rook’s chest and drove him behind the steel winch.

They hit the snow-covered dock together.

A second round slammed into the spot where Rook had been standing.