Page 105 of When He Fights
And he was saying?—
“You’re gonna pay for what you did, Anastasia.I’ve waited a long time for this.”
“I don’t love you, Logan.”Her voice rasped.Almost like she’d been choked.
Was the bastard choking her?Kane couldn’t see the front of Ana’s body.Logan blocked his view.
“I-I never loved you,” she gasped.
Logan jerked back from her, as if he’d been burned.“What?”
“Don’t be surprised.”Clearer.Stronger.There was no fear from Ana.“I’m sure you figured this out long ago.”She remained near the door.“But in case there is any doubt, let me be completely honest.I don’t love you.I love Kane Harte.And when you’re back in prison, I will be living my best life ever with him.”
“No!”Logan took another step back.“No, no, you won’t, because I am going to kill?—”
Kane attacked.The gun was angled away from his Ana, and Kane knew he had to seize the moment.He lunged forward, and he swept out with the knife he’d gripped in his right hand.One slice to the back of Logan’s right leg.Down low, near the ankle.
The man screamed and whirled even as he sank toward the floor.
Kane drove his knife into the bastard’s gut.
Logan jerked.Blasted his gun.
The bullet went wild.And Ana—she launched at Logan’s back.She slammed into him, hitting with her fists, but Logan shook her off.Ana fell, sliding across the floor toward the harp and it’s broken strings.Strings that had been ripped and partially destroyed in the drive-by.
Kane pulled back his knife and prepared to slice the Logan’s throat right then and there.
It’s what you do to your enemies, isn’t it, Logan?You often slice their throats.You shoot them.You blow them up.You kill.And that’s what I am going to do to you.Kill you.
“Kane!”That fierce shout didn’t come from Ana.
She was on the floor, grabbing for her broken harp.
The shout had come from Tyler.Tyler who had trailed Kane into the house.“Kane, step back!”Tyler roared.“I’ve got my weapon on him.Get back!We’re taking him into custody.”
Ah, that was Tyler.The Boy Scout.True blue until the end.
Blood dripped from Kane’s knife and hit the floor.Logan was still crouched a few feet from the front door.Blood pooled beneath him because that was what happened when your Achilles tendon was severed.A brutal attack to take down prey.
You’re not running away.You’re not getting away at all this time.
Kane’s grip tightened on the knife.
But Tyler’s left hand grabbed Kane’s shoulder.“I said get back.That’s an order from a US Marshal.We’re taking the perp into custody.”
And there, on the floor, with blood all around him, Logan began to laugh.“I’ll get out!”he yelled.
Ana climbed to her feet.Something twisted in her hands.
“I’ll get out again, and I’ll keep coming.”Logan’s hand darted down his body.Went toward his boot.
Do it, bastard.Kane would bet his life that the sonofabitch had a knife in that boot.
Do it.Reach for whatever weapon you have.I’ll end you and have a perfect self-defense claim.Do.It.
Kane waited.Waited…
“Kane,” Tyler warned.“Don’t?—”
