Page 83 of Double Edged Hearts
I fire a rapid round and get him in mid flight as he was about to shoot me.
I must have fired six bullets, and they’re all embedded in him now. Three in his head, the rest in his chest. He never stood a chance. He was dead before he could take another breath.
His eyes close first, and he drops to the ground in a crumpled heap.
Jesus… I fucking killed him. A man that was supposed to be untouchable. So untouchable he threatened the lives of my men and their families like he could kill us all with one look.
The fucker is dead now and so are all of his plans and all the evil he planned to do.
There’s no time for victory. I can’t waste another second. I have to find Cora.
Where is she?
Where is Richard?
I shield myself again as the bullets fly all over the place.
I scan the upper deck, but I can’t see her. I look around, and she’s nowhere. Neither is he.
The plane’s still here, so they couldn’t have left. Or maybe they did. I don’t know. There’s too much noise around for me to pick sounds apart.
I make my way onto the next floor because that’s the only place I haven’t fully checked.
Shit. I hope like fuck Richard hasn’t hurt her or taken her somewhere else.
I hope I’m not too late.
