Page 88 of Merciless Union
“Fuck,” Arseny says.
I peek around the wall.
George is standing there, pointing his gun to the air. His side is bleeding. Just by the look on his face, he’s in serious pain.
“I thought I killed you,” Stepan snaps.
George levels his gun at Stepan. “You didn’t try hard enough.” He fires his gun, landing a bullet to Stepan’s shin.
He cries out an anguishing sob as he limps away.
I step out from behind the wall, ready to end this motherfucker once and for all. Arseny turns his gun on me and shoots. I duck behind the wall again.
In all the commotion, Stepan’s made his way out of the home. George and Arseny stand there, facing off with each other. Denis looks around before running out of the house. Pussy, honestly.
I walk as silently as I can until I reach both men, aiming my gun at Arseny’s head. “Drop your fucking gun.”
He looks between me and George, realizing he must be fucked. He sighs, dropping the gun.
I pick up, motioning for him to move. “Are you all right?” I ask George, keeping my eyes on Arseny.
“Just a gunshot to my side. It passes through. It hurts like hell but I’m not bleeding too bad. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing or not.”
“Call the doctor. He’ll get over here to patch you up.”
George grimaces. “Stepan has my daughter.”
“I know. I heard,” I growl. I meet his gaze. “I’m going to get her back. I promise.”
He nods, laying down on the couch, pulling his phone out.
I turn back to Arseny. “Come on.”
We walk outside. Stepan is nowhere to be found. Fucker. He ran off.
I’m still standing there, figuring out what to do next, when a car come careening up the street. It slams into the mailbox. Nik gets out, slumping over as he lands on his feet.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I ask him.
“I’m here to help,” he pants, lifting up his own gun.
“Don’t shoot him. I need Arseny for information.”
Nik nods, sitting down on the icy ground.
I just shake my head. I spin Arseny towards me. “Do you know where Stepan went?”
“Probably to fuck your wife,” he says, smirking.
I punch him in the nose. He doubles over. “Don’t fuck with me Arseny. You have a choice. Bend the knee to me or fucking die today. Either way, I’m finding Stepan and killing him.” I cock my gun, placing it against his head.
“Ok, ok. He probably went to the cabin. That’s where he’s keeping your wife. Oh, and your sister too.”
I frown. “My sister?” My heart feels like lead in my chest.
“Yeah, the bitchy one. Stepan took her too.”
Elena.
