Cherish Me by Kenner J

Author:Kenner, J. [Kenner, J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Stark Ever After, J. Kenner, contemporary romance, Romance, Suspense, 1001 Dark Nights
ISBN: 9781951812300
Amazon: B082PF64XB
Goodreads: 49385208
Publisher: 1001 Dark Nights Press
Published: 2020-11-03T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Damien stayed tense behind the door. The thug still had his back to him, thank God. Damien needed to get a jump on him, but the guy still held the AK-47 tightly in his hands. If he caught even the slightest hint of movement behind him, he’d whirl around, and Damien would be a dead man.

Think. Goddammit, think.

The guy shifted his weight, and Damien readied himself to lunge, fearing he was going to have to go up against the gun anyway. Low, he thought. Dive low, get his legs, knock him down.

His thoughts cleared, focusing only on this moment. This crisis.

Time seemed to stand still, and he said a silent thank you that he was still working out. That the training regimen embedded into him as a child had never completely gone away. He was in solid shape. He could do this. He had to do it.

He had to get back to Nikki.

The thug’s radio buzzed, a crackling voice coming through. “Ron, you shit. We’re taking hostages, not killing anybody.”

Ron. Damien made a mental note, wishing he had a pen so he could write on his arm. Ron and Radio Guy.

Ron released a beleaguered groan, like a fast food employee being scolded. Then he let go of the rifle, allowing it to hang from his shoulder as he reached for the radio. Damien tensed, his eye on the rifle and the handgun tucked into the back of Ron’s cargo pants. If Ron turned, he’d go for the gun, hoping that Ron couldn’t ready the Kalashnikov in time.

But Ron didn’t turn, and Damien forced himself not to go slack with relief, even as he calculated the odds of surviving if he jumped Ron now.

Not terrible. But not good. Ron had the weapons. And this wasn’t an action movie.

He stayed in place as Ron moved farther into the room, the radio in his hand.

“Get off my ass, Barclay. There’s only twelve rooms in this whole hotel, and we rented them all except for three. Might as well clear them out. Besides, there wasn’t anybody in here anyway. Must’ve gone out.”

“You’re an idiot, you know that, right?”

Ron snorted. “Don’t know why we’re being so careful anyway. You heard Chuck. The rich bitch in the bar tried to get clever. Now she’s dead.”

Nikki!

Icy fear surged through Damien’s veins, and it took all of his strength not to leap right then. No plan, just fury to guide him.

No. Oh, God, no. It couldn’t be true. He had to believe it wasn’t true.

“Once we got one dead body we may as well have more,” Ron continued. “Our asses are on the hook if we get nailed for this thing. So we make it easy. We leave no witnesses. Take out the rest of the people in the bar, get the stuff, get the fuck out of here.”

He’d been moving forward and a bit to the left, leaving Damien with only a view of his side.

“You are as dumb as dirt, my friend. We kill them

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