Page 95 of When He Fights
“Put it on speaker,” Tyler snapped.
“Kane’s not dead!”Ana yelled at the same instant.
“Boom, boom,” Logan taunted.“The bigger they are, the more pieces they explode into.”
Her eyes widened in horror.“Bomb!”Ana yelled at Tyler.“There’s a bomb!Get Kane!Call him—call Gray, call—” Crap, she had Tyler’s phone!He couldn’t call when she had his phone gripped in her hand.Did Tyler have another one on him?A regular, non-burner phone?Or was he just using the burner while he was moving her to a secure location?
The driver of the SUV ran up to them.He threw his phone to Tyler.
“Don’t hurt Kane, please,” Ana begged.“You don’t have to hurt anyone!”
“Too late for him.”Logan was smug.“Too late, too late.”
No, no, no!“Let Zuri go,” Ana pleaded.“You don’t even know her.Please, don’t hurt her, don’t hurt Kane, don’t hurt anyone!Don’t!”
“Get that sweet ass home right now, Anastasia.Right the fuck now.If you come to me, then maybe I’ll spare Zuri.Or maybe you’ll just find her dead body dumped near your harp.Get away from any guards.No one but you comes in the house, understand?Gohome.”
Fear and fury battled within Ana.“You hurt Kane, you hurt Zuri, and I willkillyou.”
“Boom, boom,” he taunted, and the line went dead.
She leapt toward Tyler.“Stop Kane!Whatever he’s doing, stop him!Please, please!”
Tyler had the phone to his ear.
She was still clutching his burner, so she started dialing frantically on it.Calling Kane.He’d given her his number the first night he’d come to Gulfport and stayed at the house with her.Made her memorize it.Had Tyler called Kane or Gray?Ana dialed and waited and prayed and she?—
Gray’s phone was ringing.
They were right at the glass doors of the dojo.Gray’s phone was ringing.
And Kane finally saw movement inside.The faintest movement.He squinted.Something was on the floor.
Someone?
About ten feet away from the windows, someone was sprawled on the floor.
Kane’s phone rang, too.Fuck.He ignored it, just as Gray was ignoring his ringing phone, too.
Gray reached for the door.He hauled it open, and the bell above the door gave a bright and happy jingle.
Kane felt the weight of his gun pressing into his back.Hell, no, he hadn’t gone in without a weapon.He’d never even pretended to remove his gun.As for Gray, Kane knew his buddy had a backup weapon strapped to his ankle.Gray always had a backup.
Gray walked over the threshold.“What the hell…?”he began.
The phones had stopped ringing.
Stopped for a moment and then…Kane’s phone rang again.
And in that same instant?—
“Two men down,” Gray bellowed.“It’s Turner and the lawyer—both bleeding and unconscious.Shit.Shit!”
Kane still held the door open.He started to rush fully inside even as Gray dropped to his knees near the fallen men.Kane took a step?—
“Get out!”A terrified, feminine scream.
He glanced over his shoulder, following the sound of that scream.
