I regarded up at him, and there was a smile on his lips now. “You’re a lunatic,” I whispered, my throat fully choked up.

He winked, then he let me go. “Just for you.”

I shook my head, however inwardly, I used to be dying. He would get himself killed. For what? Me?

“You run towards Vince and Cristo once I let you know to run.”

I nodded.

However the order by no means got here.

Alex stepped out from behind our cowl.

My coronary heart stopped beating when a single shot rang by the air, and Alex went down instantly.

I cried out, stumbled ahead. I caught a glimpse of my father, who stood there, his arm raised, gun in hand—earlier than Zotov took it.

My father shot Alex.

My throat tightened and I centered again on Alex… so shut.

I took a step however fell down when my knees gave out.

After which all hell broke unfastened.

Bullets flew over my head, and I pressed myself as near the bottom as I may, my eyes firmly on Alex.

Was he useless? The place was he hit?

Reminiscences of Matt being shot invaded my thoughts. I shook them off, then crawled in the direction of Alex.

This was not taking place once more.

I wouldn’t enable it.

CHAPTER FORTY-TWO

“Sufficient.” Zotov’s booming voice reverberated throughout the battlefield, and the following silence was deafening.

I sat up and caught a glimpse of Connor Donnelly favoring his left foot with blood operating from his thigh—earlier than Price tackled me again to the bottom, and I noticed stars for a second.

She struggled with the buttons of my coat, tears streaming throughout her face, uncontrollable sobs wracking her physique.

“Price?”

She didn’t cease. As an alternative, she began ripping my buttons clear off.

“Princess, I’m tremendous.” I grabbed her arms and stilled them in opposition to my chest.

She sat again on her haunches and stared at me. “You had been shot.”

I chuckled, launched her arms, then opened my shirt and confirmed her the explanation for her bloody nostril.

“Bulletproof vest,” she mumbled, then stared at me for a few seconds.

Then she hit in opposition to it. “That’s why you had been so laborious upon touchdown.”

I chuckled. “You assume I’d come to your rescue with out my armor? I’m not that unhealthy of a hero.”

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