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Chapter Twenty-Seven
Warner’s eyes close very slowly. He steps away very slowly.
His lips twitch into a dangerous smile. “Kent.”
Adam’s hands are steady, the barrel of his gun pressed
into the back of Warner’s skull. “You’re going to clear our
exit out of here.”
Warner actually laughs. He opens his eyes and whips a
gun out of his inside pocket only to point it directly at my
forehead. “I will kill her right now.”
“You’re not that stupid,” Adam says.
“If she moves even a millimeter, I will shoot her. And then I
will rip you to pieces.”
Adam shifts quickly, slamming the butt of his gun into
Warner’s head. Warner’s gun misfires and Adam catches his
arm and twists his wrist until his grip on the weapon wavers.
I grab the gun from Warner’s limp hand and slam the butt of
it into his face. I’m stunned by my own reflexes. I’ve never
held a gun before but I guess there’s a first time for
everything.
I point it at Warner’s eyes. “Don’t underestimate me.”
“Holy shit.” Adam doesn’t bother hiding his surprise.
Warner coughs through a laugh, steadies himself, and tries
to smile as he wipes the blood from his nose. “I never
underestimate you,” he says to me. “I never have.”
Adam shakes his head for less than a second before his
face splits into an enormous grin. He’s beaming at me as he
presses the gun harder into Warner’s skull. “Let’s get out of
here.”
I grab the two duffel bags stowed away in the armoire and
toss one to Adam. We’ve been packed for a week already. If