Page 108 of When He Fights
Her gaze darted to the left.She found Kane watching her.He was talking to Gray, with Tyler standing close to them.She knew Kane was giving his statement to the other Feds, the ones wearing dark suits.But Kane’s gaze burned as it pinned her.
“I was in the car that whole time, and I-I think he was killing people.”
“They aren’t dead.”Emerson appeared at Ana’s side.A very subdued Emerson.One who no longer wore a bulletproof vest.
Ana had removed her vest, too.
“Turner Mitchell and Kyle Sanchez are in ICU.They aren’t dead.”Emerson’s lips pulled down.“At least, they aren’t dead yet.
Zuri’s breath left her in a whoosh.“I want to go home.Can Ipleasego home?”
Emerson nodded.“You can.There are just a few questions we need you to answer first.”
Zuri pulled her hands from Ana’s grip.Wet tear tracks lingered on her cheeks.“That’s the ex, huh?”She jerked her thumb toward the ambulance.The rear doors were closed.Two uniformed cops waited outside the vehicle.Ana knew a Fed had been stationed inside with Logan.
“That’s him.”Ana’s voice was grim.
“I like the new boyfriend way better,” Zuri told her.“Waybetter.”
Ana blinked.Her lips began to kick up.Leave it to Zuri to find a bright spot in the middle of this madness.“I like him way better, too.”
“Thanks for saving me,” Zuri told Emerson.“I don’t know who the hell you are, but?—”
A gunshot rang out.Frominsidethe ambulance.Ana’s head turned toward the sound.Her heartbeat seemed to stop.Every single moment seemed too slow as she watched those rear ambulance doors fly open.
Logan—Logan was there.With a gun.How the hell had he gotten another gun?
He looked at her.Aimed the weapon.
This can’t be happening.Can’t.Why won’t he just stop?
No bulletproof vest.She’d taken it off.
She’d—
Another gunshot blast.
One blast.
Two.
Three.
All the bullets hit Logan, and he fell.Not back into the ambulance, but right onto the ground.
Uniformed cops swarmed.Ana didn’t move.For a moment, she couldn’t even breathe.Then, slowly, her gaze swept the area.
Kane had a gun up and still aimed at Logan.
Gray was armed, too.His weapon pointed at Logan’s slumped figure.
And Tyler?His face was ice-cold as he held his gun and gazed at Logan.
There were lots of shouts.Lots of jumping into action.The Fed who’d been in the back of the ambulance leapt out, with his left shoulder bleeding.General chaos ensued.
But Ana knew, even as the first responders went to work on Logan, she knew that he was gone.Three shots.By three men who knew how to kill.Who’d fired first?Did it even matter?
Her breath slowly expelled.Then she inhaled.Exhaled.In and out.
