Page 27 of Enemy of the Heart

“You came for me.”

“No one will ever take you from me again,” I vow.

Louhi

I pass Sean the Glock and take him by the hand, leading him into the corridor, noticing the way his other arm is folded at an odd angle. He still seems a little dazed, but the longer his hand remains in mine, the more confident I become that I haven’t lost him to the demons that have been introduced to his brain like a flesh-eating amoeba.

Just as I approach Honey Eyes’s cell, the sirens begin to wail. I can’t say I missed that sound.

“Can you cover me while I get him?” I ask Sean, and he nods, his focus on the mouth of the hallway. He doesn’t look okay, yet I need to trust that he can manage, even if that makes me nervous given his current state. I’m already pushing my luck with how long I’ve been inside this prison. The trail of dead bodies I’ve left doesn’t help.

Once I gain access with two rounds from my Wildey, I approach the man on the floor the way I would an injured animal. Jeesus Kristus.

“Honey Eyes,” I call gently, and he groans.

He shifts on the concrete floor, craning his neck in my direction. “Lou?”

“The one and only.” I simper at the sight of his handsome, swarthy profile. The features of his round face are slightly less chiseled than Sean’s, but no less attractive. His lips spread into a weak, yet dynamite grin. I match the expression. “Fuck, Honey Eyes, I bloody knew you’d be hot.”

A growl trembles behind me, but I ignore it. We all know that Sean is the only one who makes my heart sing, but I can appreciate male beauty when I see it. Especially when this is the first time I’ve seen the gorgeous face of Sean’s best friend. I’ll admit, the circumstances could be better.

“It’s damn good to see you, Lou,” Jace rasps, weakly waggling his dark eyebrows as I hold out my hand to help him up. As he takes it, I note that a full sleeve of tattoos adorns his left arm and left leg. Unfortunately, the lighting is too dim to make out the details of the intricate artwork.

“Are you alright?” I ask as I dig into my bag, pulling out another Glock and handing it over to him. I avert my gaze, doing my best to ignore the fact that he’s as naked as Sean.

“I’ll manage,” he grits out, his words barely audible over the screeching sirens as he follows me into the hallway.

The three of us glide to the entrance of the cell block, and I access Kazi’s cell. His eyes are open now, a glare on his face. Entering his cage, I hold out a hand. He stares at my outstretched offer for half a beat before placing his massive palm in mine.

“Is he here?” he asks, his voice deep and gravelly with obvious disuse. Viktor is certainly the he being referenced.

I nod. “Only a jailbreak away.” The corner of my mouth curls as I remove the Ruger from my ankle holster and pass it to him. He takes it, his jaw tight. “If you could refrain from blowing their heads apart like fucking melons until after we leave, that’d be great.”

I can’t imagine Kazi feels the same indifference I do about having these two men torture him. I’d hate to have to kill him for touching a hair on Sean’s pretty head.

A deep rumble sounds from Kazi’s chest, but it’s enough of a confirmation for me. Good boy.

“Louhi and her pets are on the move,” I speak into the comms unit, earning me matching scowls from the three men around me. I wink, a giggle bubbling in my throat like a hot cauldron.

Disappointingly, no one laughs. Lame.

Instead, Sasha inquires into my ear, “How’s Kaz?”

“He’s fucking fine: shitting sunshine and puking butterflies.” I lead our team of four into the hallway. “Assuming we survive the worst part of this plan, you’ll see for yourself.”

“You’d make a terrible doctor, Louhi,” Vik mutters. “Your bedside manner is atrocious.”

I roll my eyes for what feels like the hundredth time today. “I’d never sign up to save lives. I’m far better at taking them.”

“Who the fuck are you talking to?” Sean asks, the back of his hand brushing mine.

“And what did you mean the worst part of this plan?” Honey Eyes adds with a wince, but I ignore him. He’ll find out soon enough.

Warmth radiates through me, but I press on, peering around the next corner and firing a shot at the soldier who’s racing down the hallway. He never saw the reaper coming. Bellend.

“You didn’t think I came alone, did you?” I reply to Sean. “Now, show me where the fucking exit is.”

Sean