Page 92 of The Hitman and the Psychic

“Good. Let’s hurry.”

Using my pass-key, we made it to the twenty-sixth floor in short order. The equipment was in the security office in a large closet. I got three cameras and a controller, and locked everything back up.

Soon, we were on the road to Razor’s shop. After arriving, instead of parking in front of the shop, I pulled around to the back entrance. The main garage door was open with a lone light in the back by the desk.

I couldn’t see Razor anywhere, and tension flooded my shoulders. Where was he? From the shadows, Razor stepped to the door and waved at me to come in before disappearing back inside.

“One more time.” Serenity held out her hand and I took it. This time her eyes widened and she stared blankly ahead. Damn. She must be seeing something. She gasped and blinked several times before coming back to herself.

Her brows drew together, and her gaze turned toward the building. “Razor’s in trouble.” I moved to open the door, but she stopped me. “Wait! You can’t go in there. You’ll die.”

“What’s going on?”

“It’s a trap. We have to drive away. Now.”

“But what about Razor?”

She lowered her gaze. “It’s not good, no matter what we do.”

“If we leave, will he die?”

She glanced at me, her eyes wide, and nodded.

“Shit. There has to be another way.”

She closed her eyes. “This is what I saw. Razor’s sitting in his office. The guy… Johnny… is sitting by Razor and holding a gun. As soon as you walk inside, he shoots you and then kills Razor.”

“Okay. So he’s waiting for me. That means I can still draw him out. I have a plan. I’m going in.”

She grabbed my arm. “Nate.”

“I can’t leave Razor to die. I’ll draw Johnny out and shoot him first. He doesn’t know that I know he’s there. It will work.”

“Fine. Then I’m coming, too.” She pulled her gun from her purse and loaded it.

“Sen… I don’t know.”

“I do. You need my help. I’m here, and I’m coming with you.”

I let out a breath. “Okay. This is what we’ll do. I’ll go in through the garage, but I’ll stop just inside the door. I’ll drag a ladder or chair or something to make noise, and yell at Razor to come out and help me. That should draw Johnny out, and I’ll be ready for him.”

She nodded. “Okay. While you’re doing that, I’ll skirt around the car that’s on the platform and take cover behindit. I’ll be able to see everything from there. If anything goes wrong, I’ll have a clear shot.”

I raised a brow. Would she really shoot him? Her determined gaze settled it. “Fine. Let’s go.”

Leaving the keys in the ignition, I slipped out of the car, and we hurried to the entrance. Serenity quickly ducked the other way around the car and crouched behind it. I stepped further inside and found a ladder. Quickly taking it down from the wall, I pulled it across the floor.

“Razor! I know you’re mad, but can you at least come out and help me?” Hearing nothing, I called to him again. “Razor. Come on man, are you really gonna make me do this by myself? It’s gonna take twice as long.”

Not getting a response, I realized Johnny wasn’t falling for it. “Fine. I’ll do it myself.” I started dragging the ladder outside the entrance and set it up in front of the garage door.

Just as I got it open, Razor stepped from the back room. He didn’t move past the doorway, so Johnny had to be holding a gun to his back.

“I need to show you something, first,” he called. “Why don’t you come on back, we can get the cameras set up after that.”

“If it’s about Joint, I’m not interested.” I twisted to pull my gun from my holster.

“It’s not. But I think I figured out who set you up.”

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