Beneath Still Waters (Rogue Angel Book 55) by Alex Archer

Author:Alex Archer [Archer, Alex]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Worldwide Library
Published: 2015-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

A shot rang out.

Annja jumped, releasing the sword, amazed that she wasn’t dead. She glanced down at herself—didn’t see any red stain blossoming across her shirt, didn’t feel any pain—then looked back up at the gunman.

She was just in time to watch him crumple to the ground, a bullet having pierced his back and found his heart with unerring accuracy.

The man was dead before he even hit the pavement.

Annja found herself staring across the distance at Paul, who stood with his arm outstretched, the gun in his hand still pointed in her general direction and his expression unreadable.

For just an instant Annja felt a cold chill wash over her at the sight of him standing there, the muzzle of his gun looming large in her view as she stared down its barrel. Then he lowered his arm and rushed forward to wrap her in his arms.

“Are you all right?” he asked.

“Yes, yes, I’m fine,” she told him, having recovered from her momentary shock at finding herself still alive. “Put your gun away. We’re fine now. Where’s Garin?”

“He’s over…” Paul began, doing as he was told. Then he caught sight of the remains of the man she’d killed with her sword. The rest of what he’d been about to say apparently vanished from his thoughts. “What on earth happened to him?”

Annja ignored the question. If he hadn’t seen her with the sword, she certainly wasn’t going to tell him about it, not now at least.

Maybe after all this craziness passes, she thought, and then caught her breath as she realized she was honestly contemplating sharing her most closely guarded secret with someone other than Garin and Roux.

I’m not ready for that kind of commitment, am I?

She shook the thought away; now was definitely not the time to wonder about such things.

She could see Garin moving among the tables, checking on the bodies that were lying unmoving among the ravaged tables and chairs. The gunmen hadn’t cared who they killed provided they also hit their targets and the evidence was all around them. It made Annja’s heart ache for their loss.

The police were no doubt on their way; a gun battle didn’t rage in the middle of Paris without someone calling the cops. In fact, she thought she could hear sirens approaching in the distance.

They had a few moments, no more.

Knowing Garin would do what he could for the wounded, Annja bent and searched the man that Paul had shot, the leader of the attack. She rolled him over and looked at his face, but he wasn’t anyone she recognized. She checked his pockets, both his coat and his pants, looking for a wallet or something that could identify him. She came up empty.

The sirens were definitely getting closer and Annja knew they had to go. She didn’t like leaving the scene of a tragedy like this, but if they were detained, even for just a few days, that could spell doom for Doug. They had to get away and out

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