On the Hunt by Teyla Branton

Author:Teyla Branton [Branton, Teyla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal suspense, Paranormal mystery, paranormal romance, Romantic Suspense, woman sleuth, Thrillers, Occult & Supernatural
ISBN: 978-1-939203-92-2
Publisher: White Star Press
Published: 2017-12-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Shouts and more gunfire, coming from the main part of the warehouse.

Dennis moaned. “You’d better get out of here.”

I dragged the blade through the last strands of the rope and grabbed his arm. “Come on, then.”

This time we used the aisle on the inside wall. I half dragged, half carried Dennis. He was worse off than I’d thought, and our chances for escape were diminishing by the minute.

Reaching the doorway, I pushed him behind a stack of crates. It wasn’t a good hiding place, but better than leaving him where he’d been.

“Stay here,” I whispered.

“As if I could do anything else.”

I eased toward the door on hands and knees, peering through the opening. I couldn’t see anything, so I inched forward, keeping low to the cement floor. Figures came into view. Shannon and Paige, surrounded by four Asian men with guns. It looked like I’d finally discovered all the drivers and passengers to those cars. Paige was bleeding from a cut on her face, but Shannon, his face tight with barely contained fury, looked fine physically.

As I watched, another Asian man, larger than the rest, his scarred face familiar to me from Dennis’s imprint, came inside dragging the too-still body of what I assumed was the third officer Shannon had brought along. From this distance, I couldn’t see if the man was breathing, but red clearly stained his clothes.

It looked like a trap. Whatever measures Shannon had taken, they hadn’t worked. None of this was going to end well. The Saitos had killed or wounded an officer, and they would have to get rid of the other two and all the evidence, despite the police investigation that would ensue. I had no doubt they had methods to easily rid themselves of three bodies.

Two more Asian men appeared from upstairs, both dressed in slacks and button-up shirts like their colleagues. One was slender and refined and walked with the air of being in charge. Even the big, scarred man inclined his head with deference as they conversed.

Wait. I knew the thin guy. Not so much his narrow face but the outline of his body, the shape of his high cheeks, the way he held his head. I’d seen him in Dennis’s terror-filled phone imprint, bending over a still body, gun in hand. His face had been in shadow, but I recognized Joben Saito.

Though I’d never met Saito, Dennis’s fear froze me in place.

Think, I told myself. Saito is just another bad guy.

I had a choice. I could try to get Dennis out one of the back windows while they were occupied and contact the police when we were free. I could call now and risk being overheard as I tried to get someone at the station to take me seriously. Or I could cause a diversion that might free Shannon and Paige but was more likely to get us all killed.

It wasn’t that I liked the most chancy plan, but I didn’t have much hope of Shannon and Paige surviving until their backup arrived.

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