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Seeing Mila facing a man with a gun made everything inside me freeze up.No!
With panic spreading inside me, I managed to roll to my side and reach for the gun underneath me.
Another shot was fired but looking up Mila still stood with her arms spread out and Holger was going at the man with as much fury as before.
Taking two decisive steps forward, the man stretched out his arm and pressed his gun at Mila’s forehead. “Three, Two…”
Before he reached one, I fired the gun.
It all happened in slow motion. The way they all turned their eyes and looked to me in confusion. I was a peaceful Motlander and shouldn’t have been a danger to them, but there I was holding a gun.
Another soul-ripping scream came from Holger’s victim, and with resolute shine in his eyes, the man in front of Mila turned his head to her.
He was going to shoot her. I knew it in my heart and without hesitation, I fired my second shot. The bullet penetrated his chest. First his legs collapsed under him and then he fell on the grass with his eyes and mouth open.
I killed him!
With tunnel sight, I stared at the man on the grass feeling bile rise in my throat.I was a killer.
And then the owner of the gun came running with rage on his face. I had the gun in my hands, but I couldn’t shoot him. Adrenaline helped me get up on my knees, but before I could get up on my feet, he was on me, kicking me back down and twisting the gun from my hands.
“Nooo.” The last words I heard was Mila shouting my name. “Jonaaah…”
CHAPTER30
Mayhem
Mila
All around me, men were shouting as soldiers came running from the house. It felt like Jonah and I had been under attack for an hour but really it couldn’t be more than a few minutes.
I ran toward Jonah who was on the ground with an attacker on top of him.
“Holger!” I screamed. “Help Jonah.”
My great Dane had viciously defended me and mauled another man and although I didn’t like it, I would do anything to save Jonah.
Holger’s bark was a warning to the man and when he looked up and saw the dog approaching, fear showed on his face. Holger was already huge but with his deep barking and the red foam around his mouth, colored from the blood of his last victim, he looked like a hound from hell. The man looked uncoordinated as he stumbled to his feet and ran for his life.
“Stop him.” I pointed after him and Holger took up the chase.
“Mila, are you all right?” Solo shouted to me.
“Yes,” I confirmed and kneeled down next to Jonah who was bleeding from his nose and ear.
Archer and Finn came jogging up and gesturing to Zasquash, Finn called out, “Will you see to him?” He pointed to the man on the ground who was still groaning in pain from Holger’s attack.
“Got it.” Being a special forces soldier, Zasquash was a trained paramedic.
Solo, Hunter, Marco, and Leo were mixed in with a group of soldiers who had quickly overpowered our attackers.
“Holger went after another one,” I told Archer and nodded in the direction he’d run.
We heard shots, and I winced.
“It sounds like Holger found him.” Archer’s face was serious as we all heard screaming. “I’ll find them.”
“Be careful, Holger might be confused and attack you too.”
