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“I’m not sure,” Amaros replied with a frown.“I don’t remember seeing a lever on the side like this one has.”
“We might have to visit the hardware store again,” his second in command said ruefully.“Unless we can come up with another way to get the water to stay in the tank until we need it to flow.”
They headed back to their base, wracking their brains for a solution.“Do you want to take my truck, or yours?”Amaros asked in resignation as they stepped inside.
“You can drive, boss,” Camriel decided.He was too tense with worry about his mate to pay proper attention to the road.
Chapter Forty
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“I’LL RUSH THE GUYSwho are coming in through the front and take them down with my sickle,” Victoria whispered to her friends.“I want you two to flank the back exit.”She pointed at the doorway behind them.It led to a small kitchenette on one side and a tiny bathroom on the other.The back door was locked, but it was flimsy.“Start shooting as soon as they break in,” she added grimly.
“Got it,” Zoe said, flicking the safety off her pistol.
Grace nocked an arrow and readied herself to pull the string back.They pressed their backs against the bookshelves and waited for the action to start.
Vic waited for the leader of the thugs to put his hand on the doorknob, then kicked the door open.It smashed into him and sent him flying backwards into the other three dudes.They went down like bowling pins and the warrior leaped into motion.She chopped the oldest guy’s head off, then sidestepped when one of his buddies fired his pistol.
“Vic?”Zoe called out in alarm.
“I’m okay!”Victoria called back, then deftly sliced the guy’s hand off.“Start shooting!”she reminded them when she heard the back door being wrenched open.
The other two men scrambled to their feet, shouting expletives at her while fumbling for their weapons.Their friend was clutching his bleeding stump, screaming in agony and rage.She finished him off with a swift strike to his neck, then spun to the left.Bullets whizzed past her, missing her by inches.
Zoe shook her head when she heard Victoria laughing madly.She peered around the doorframe and started firing her gun.Grace shot a few arrows and they all found targets.It was hard to miss the four men who were shoving their way into the small room.
Vic took a few rapid steps closer to her foes and lashed out with her reaping hook.One of the men shrieked when the blade sheared through his wrist.His hand fell to the ground and he collapsed to his knees.His friend decided he’d had enough and turned tail to run.Vic picked up a dropped pistol and hurled it at him.It hit him in the back of the head and he crashed to the ground, out cold.
Finishing them both off, Victoria turned to survey the bookstore.Zoe and Grace had their opponents pinned down.One was dead and a second one was on his last legs.The other two decided to rush the girls.Vic dashed back inside, but her friends were already handling it.
Zoe fired at the guy on the left and blew his brains out.Grace shot the other dude in the eye.She was so much shorter than him that her arrow was angled directly into his brain.They both dropped, stone cold dead and the trio took stock.The final man expired before they could end his life.
“Nice fudging job, girls,” Vic said in approval, bending to wipe her sickle clean on one of the dead guys’ shirts.They both looked a bit green around the gills, but at least they hadn’t panicked.
“It’s a lot easier to shoot someone when they’re up close,” Zoe said with a grimace.She changed her magazine for a fresh one, just in case.
