“If it’s not the Russians, who could it be?” I ask Kai.
He shrugs. “You piss anyone off lately?”
“We all pissed the Ukrainians off,” I admit.
He nods.
“Take cover!” Kai yells, typing something out on his phone.
“You taking time to check your horoscope to see if death is on the table?” I ask sarcastically.
“Informing my guards to protect our women. Now let’s fuck these fuckers up.”
If I wasn’t one hundred percent sure that Kai would never put my sister in danger, I would almost believe that he set this up. There’s this sick glee on his face as he stares down the helicopter. Almost as if he believes he can shoot it down with his eyes alone.
Fuck, with the rumors about him, I wouldn’t be surprised if it was true.
He might be known as the dark prince, but there are many rumors of him being a dragon shapeshifter hiding in plain sight.
That’s obviously a lie, but with the anger in his eyes right now, I can see the comparison. If he could breathe fire, he would be doing so.
Looking at the other three men, I find them crouching behind the brick planters surrounding the garden.
“Are we really going to fight a helicopter with just our handguns?” I ask Kai, checking my gun to ensure it’s ready.
He smirks at me. “Of course we are. We are going to win too. Watch.”
He darts out of his hiding spot as the first shot rings through the air.
For half a second, there’s nothing but silence.
Then all hell breaks loose.
Kai aims his gun, shooting at the helicopter. The men in the helicopter don’t shy away. Instead, they shoot back, half hanging out of the open door.
I try to study them, but they are wearing all black with face masks. No way to tell if they are here for us or the Yakuza.
Rushing to Kai’s side, I push him out of the way right before a shot lodges into my arm.
“Fuck,” I grunt.
“You should have stayed hidden. Cleo is going to be pissed,” Kai huffs, getting back to his feet to continue shooting.
Fucking suicidal prick.
I grit my teeth, ignoring the pain in my arm. I could let him die. I really could. No one would know. Not really. Kenji, Kado, and Declan are focusing on their own fight as men start to jump from the helicopter onto the roof.
Then I think of Cleo’s face the day she married Haruaki. How happy she was to be with him.
Fuck. I have to save the asshole.
Huffing out a breath, I move back to Kai’s side, firing off my own shots. I only have three magazines on me, so I should be conserving my bullets.
Kai curses before throwing his gun at the man hanging out the side of the helicopter. It hits him, causing him to lose balance. Then he falls from the edge, plummeting to his death.
It’s hard to stand with the air being pushed around from the helicopter, but we manage.
Kai runs at a man who has just landed on the roof. While he engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the asshole, I move until I can see the pilot. Bringing my gun up, I aim for his shoulder. I could kill him, but I don’t want that helicopter landing on the roof. It could hurt the women below us.
