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She looks up at me with a cold look in her eye.

“I couldn’t save him. I tried.” The lack of emotion in her voice sends a chill down my spine.

“We have to go. Are you injured? Can you walk?”

A man comes running towards us and raises his gun. I shoot him in the head before he can make it any closer.

“I’m fine.” Mia stands up and I pull her back down.

“Mia. Stay down. We need to go back through that door.”

I point back to the door we just came though.

“Let’s go Mia.”

Sofia takes her hand and pulls her forward, staying low like I told her too. I pull up the rear, walking backwards to make sure we are safe. Once through the door, I slam it shut behind me and take the front.

“Sof, watch our rear. Hold the gun out. Mia, grab the back of my shirt.”

I walk forward and watch my surroundings. I knew that my men were mostly in here, but you never know if someone found a way around them. Until we are back home, I won’t be able to relax. I walk back through the building and am almost to the front door when Sofia screams.

“Watch out Bash!”

She jumps forward and the next thing I know I hear a gunshot go off.

Chapter Sixteen

Sofia

I’m dying.

I struggle to suck in a breath. My chest feels like it has been hit by a 10 ton truck. I guess this is what it’s like to get shot. Mia is standing over me screaming something.

I look up, but I don’t see Bash.

“Bash.” I breath out in between my gargled breaths.

“He’s ok. Where are you hurt? I can’t find any blood.”

“Can’t breathe.” My hands go to feel my chest, expecting blood.

“It’s just a bruise. She has a vest on. Can you shoot?” I hear Bash’s voice, but I can’t see him.

“Yes.” I watch Mia nod.

He leans over me and kisses my head.

“Hang in there, Tesoro. You will be ok.”

Next thing I know he had me up in his arms and I scream out in pain.

“Stop.” I try to say, but it comes out breathless.

“Tesoro, calm down. We need to get out of here.”

He takes off at a run and every step feels like a punch to my chest. I bite my lip to avoid screaming out, but I can’t help the whimper coming from me. Just as we hit the woods he slows down. Sirens in the distance freezes him. He takes out his phone and dials a number.

“Get them out of there. Now.”