Page 90 of Fighting Temptation (Men of Honor 1)
Allah laughs, “No? There’s nothing that would make you kill this man in front of you? Nothing? What if it was to save this woman here? His woman?”
I shake my head again.
“Give him the knife,” Allah orders Akram. Faith whimpers. Akram stands behind me and hands me a dagger.
Sawyer’s right, they’re fucking idiots.
“Now don’t go getting too excited and fill that head of yours with any ideas,” Allah pulls a knife and holds it to Faith’s throat. “Now, let’s just see how loyal and honorable you are. I want you to end this so-called broken soldier’s life. If you don’t we will fuck this beautiful woman again, but in front of you, all of you. And we will make you all watch her beg until the exact moment I end her life.”
“No!” Faith sobs hysterically.
“Shut up bitch!” Faith takes another backhand to the face.
Cade’s jaw clenches. Fury like I’ve never seen rages in his eyes. “Do it! Just fucking do it!” Cade seethes through clenched teeth.
Wait, not yet.
“No! No, don’t. Please don’t hurt him. I don’t care what they do to me. Don’t hurt him!” Faith screams through her sobs.
Allah laughs, “He is even telling you it’s okay. You must choose soldier: this bitch’s dignity or your honor to your brother?”
I raise the knife over my head, the blade pointing down at Cade. He stares into my gaze, nodding his head.
Not yet, wait for it.
“No! Stop, oh god, please don’t!” Faith pleads again.
“Bitch, if you don’t shut the…”
Now.
It happened so fast, catching everyone off guard, My dagger going right in the center of Allah’s forehead. The knife he was holding to Faith’s neck goes slack and falls from his hand. Before the sons of bitches have time to react, Cade and I are on them. As soon as the dagger left my hands, I turned around and grabbed the bastard behind me. My chains going around his throat, pulling tight. I briefly see Cade taking down the guy who was holding him.
Grabbing the keys from the one I just strangled, I run to Sawyer. I hear Faith scream and Cade’s roar behind me. Shit! Quickly freeing myself and Sawyer I turn around to see who else I need take down and see nothing but a fucking blood bath.
Ho-ly fuck! Every single man that was in here is massacred. Most of their insides lie on the cold cement floor, including Allah who I had already killed with the dagger. Cade is holding a hysterical Faith in his arms while she kisses him and hides her face in his neck.
Irina comes running in and sees the mess. She doesn’t bat an eye at the gory scene, “This way.”
“Wait!” I yell stopping her in her tracks, “The girl, Anna, where is she?”
“You don’t have time. There are 2 other guards who are going to come in here any…”
I grab her arm and yank her to me, “Listen bitch, I’m not leaving here without her, so tell me where the fuck she is.”
She points, “Down that hall and to the left, then it’s the 3rd door on your right. You will not make it out of here in time if you do this.”
I look to Sawyer and Cade, “Go! You guys get Faith out of here. I’ll go get Anna and meet up with you.”
“I’m not fucking leaving you,” Sawyer says.
“I’ll be fine,” I say holding up the two guns I grabbed from the floor. I throw one to Sawyer, “You cover Cade so he can focus on getting Faith out. I swear I’ll be right behind you guys.”
Then I’m running, faster than I thought possible in my condition. My thoughts only on Anna now.
God please let me make it in time. Within less than a minute I’m at the end of the hall turning left and then I hear her: screaming, crying and begging for it to stop.
“Fuck!”
I make it to the third door, her screaming getting louder. “Anna!” Twisting the knob to find it’s locked I back up and kick the fucking thing in. What I see will forever be ingrained into my head. Some dirty mother-fucker on top of her, raping her.
I was too late.
He turns around making eye contact with me, “Wait your turn asshole.”
A white hot fury fuels a rage so deep inside me, it coils around every part of my body like a snake and I completely lose control. A loud roar fills the air before I make the connection that it’s my own. I pull the son of a bitch off her and start landing blow after blow to his face. I think about every other little girl he has probably done this to and beat him harder and faster until my arms start to give out.
“Ja, Jaxson?”
Anna’s panicked voice snaps me out of my rage, and I quickly realize I’m beating a dead guy.
I drop him to the floor and turn around; Anna is huddled in the corner of the bed, a bloody sheet pulled around her naked body. Her face swollen and bruised, tears mixing with blood down her face. Her innocence stolen. I swallow past the lump in my throat and push aside my emotions, getting my ass in gear.
I look around the room, “Where are your clothes?”
She cries harder, “They took them from me. I don’t have any.”
“Can you walk?” I ask her.
“I don’t think so. The fat guy hit my ankle with the baton, I think it’s broken.”
I clench my jaw so tight, I’m surprised it didn’t snap. “Alright, it’s going to be okay.” I look around again and spot another gun, clearly the customer’s. I pick it up and make my way over to Anna, “Let’s go, we’re getting out of here kid.”
She starts crying and launches herself at me, keeping the sheet around her. “Thank you, thank you so much for not leaving without me.”
My heart clenches in my chest, I feel like a dick because I pull her back, knowing we don’t have time. “Tie the sheet around you, I’m going to carry you out.” I hand her a gun and she takes it with no questions. “Have you shot one before?” She shakes her head. “Okay Safety is off, you’re going to have to wrap your legs around my waist for me to carry you out. It’s the only way I can cover what’s in front of me. I need you to point this gun behind us. If you see anyone you aim and pull the trigger. Do you understand?”
