Total pages in book: 214
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 199879 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 999(@200wpm)___ 800(@250wpm)___ 666(@300wpm)
I kick both doors open to the house not caring about giving myself away. I know she’s here. Finn was able to track her down an hour ago. It took me that long to get here.
Two men sit on couches in the living room, and I’m able to put a bullet between each of their eyes before they’re able to get me.
Another one jumps out from a side door, and he gets a shot off before I put one in his knee. He drops to the floor, and I land another in his chest.
A guy rushes me from the hall, and I put two into him. A third goes into the back of his head as he falls to the floor, making sure he’s taken care of as well.
I head toward the hallway that he came from and come to a quick stop when I see her at the other end of the hall.
“Sa-int.” She speaks my name, but it sounds like the first word she’s said in days. Her wide eyes go to my left arm, and I look down at it to see blood drip from my fingertips. I’ve been shot, but I don’t feel it. Not yet. My adrenaline is too high. “You’re—” A man stands behind her and places a hand over her mouth. The fact that she doesn’t fight him tells me what I feared. She’s weak.
“I’m fine,” I assure her. She’s naked, dirty, and trembling.
The man behind her grabs a hold of her matted hair. I swallow when I see him lift a gun and press the barrel into her hollow cheek. She looks so skinny. It’s only been a day, but it looks like she’s been starved for weeks.
I drop my gun to my side. “Ashtyn.” I manage to say her name, but it’s soft as my eyes sweep over her naked body. She’s covered in bruises and cuts like she’s been beaten. My worst fear comes to life.
“Don’t take another step, or I’ll give her a new hole in her face for me to fuck,” the guy holding her orders.
My teeth grind, and I look over her again once more. She’s not shaking or the least bit scared. Is she drugged? Or did I take too long, and she’s come to terms and accepted a life of being raped and beaten? The thought makes me pissed at myself, and my heart breaks for her.
“Get on your knees,” he orders.
“I’m not—”
“Get on your fucking knees!” he shouts, pushing the barrel of the gun further into the side of her face, smashing her cheek.
“Okay. Okay,” I rush out, lowering myself to my knees, and I interlock my fingers behind my head as if I’m being arrested.
“Saint, don’t—”
“Shut the fuck up, bitch,” he growls at her.
“No,” she shouts, and the guy behind her places his free hand over her mouth once more.
The next second, I feel a gun at the back of my head as a voice commands, “Hands behind your back.”
I do as I’m told, knowing I have to buy some time. The guys will be in here any second to save her. Kashton knows she is the main priority. A zip tie is pulled tightly around my wrists, locking them behind my back.
“That’s better,” the man holding her says cheerfully. “Now let’s get started.”
“Let her go,” I demand, and they both laugh. “I said let her go!” I scream, my voice echoing through the house. “You don’t want her. You want me. Here I am. Take me.”
“I have something better planned.” The man lowers his gun from her bloody face and grabs her right hand. He places the gun in it and wraps her fingers around the trigger.
“No. No. No,” she rushes out, and he laughs once again.
“Shoot him.”
“No. I won’t…”
“You’ve done it before. Come on, shoot him.”
“NO!”
“Ashtyn?” I bark, getting her watery eyes to focus on mine. “Do it.”
Her breath catches, and she shakes her head.
“Come on, sweetheart. Be a good girl and shoot me.”
Sobs wrack her naked body. I hear the cock of a gun and watch the man behind her point it at the back of her head. “Shoot him, or I shoot you.”
“Do it,” I growl, and she shakes her head. “Fucking shoot me, Ashtyn. Come on!” Come on, sweetheart. Do it for me.
She just stares at me, tears running down her bloody and swollen face. “I…can’t,” she says softly.
“Please,” I beg, my chest tightening. I walked into the house, ready to die to save her. “It’s okay.” I nod.
She licks her busted lips. “I love you.”
It’s the last thing she told me when she shot me at Carnage. I give her a soft smile, accepting my fate. “I love you too, sweetheart.” I take a deep breath, knowing it’ll be my last, but I watch her close her eyes and turn the gun on herself as she pulls the trigger.