Page 105 of Believing in a Billionaire
“Sierra, go find Alicia,” Julia shouted at her as she rolled away from the man’s attempt to kick her.
“I’m not leaving you!” Sierra answered, her voice shrill with panic.
Before Julia could scramble to her feet, the man caught her ankle. He yanked her back toward him before he straddled her.
“Get off of her!” Sierra shouted again, pummeling him and knocking them both to the ground.
With an elbow, the man tossed Sierra off of him, sending her rolling across the floor.
He climbed to his feet as Julia did. She remained in a low crouch, trying to determine which way he’d move so she could escape his next attack.
He snarled at her, his lips tugging into a sneer. “You’re not going to win. I’m going to make you suffer.”
“I don’t think so,” Alicia’s voice barked.
“Oh, good, another little lady to join the party,” he said as he twisted to face her, his smirk disappeared as he came up against the business end of her handgun.
“Hands up and back away from all of them.”
“Whoa, lady, there’s no reason to get your panties in a twist. We were just having some fun.”
“Now, it’s my turn to have fun. I said back away from her.” Alicia waved the gun at him, motioning for him to step away from Julia.
His facial muscles twitched before he made a desperate move to save himself. He reached for Julia, tugging her closer to him as he wrapped an arm around her neck.
“What are you going to do now? Shoot her?”
Julia’s back arched as he yanked her backward. She grabbed at his arms, trying to free herself.
“Let her go,” Alicia answered, a cold steel in her eyes from years with the FBI.
“I don’t think so. I think the lovely Mrs. Harrington and I will make an exit together.”
“I’m not going to let that happen,” Alicia said, her gun trained on him as he shuffled sideways.
Julia tugged her lips back in a wince, trying desperately to get her sister’s attention. “Ally…”
“Easy, Julia. I’m not letting him take you anywhere.”
“I know,” she said. “I know what to do.”
The steely expression on her sister’s face twisted into one of understanding. As Julia elbowed the man in the gut and slid from his grasp as he pitched forward, Alicia fired. The bullet struck the man in the shoulder. Blood bloomed as he stumbled forward, wide-eyed, in a desperate attempt to escape.
Alicia fired again, missing him as he raced from the space. She dug in her pocket, tossing a pocketknife toward them, before she ran after him, gun at the ready.
Sierra rushed to Julia and wrapped her in a hug. “Are you okay?”
Julia sucked in a steadying breath, her chest heaving from the efforts of the fight. “Yeah, are you?”
“Yeah.” Sierra flicked a concerned glance at Kyle. “What about him?”
Julia snatched the knife from the floor before she pushed her tired muscles forward. “I don’t know.”
She dropped to her knees in front of him, her eyes sweeping over his body. Bloodied and bruised, he didn’t look good. The zip ties binding his wrists to the chair cut into his skin. She found a similar situation at his ankles.
She cupped his face in her hands, lifting his head. “Kyle?”
Her features twisted as she fought the urge to cry.
