Bowie: The Sinner Saints #5 by Adrienne Bell

Author:Adrienne Bell [Bell, Adrienne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-23T18:30:00+00:00

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Bowie knew something was wrong the moment the doors began to slide open, even through the haze of desire fogging up his senses. The air seemed to change instantly, the electricity dissipating, leaving only the cold feeling of dread.

A sensation that he knew only too well.

In a fraction of a second he assessed the situation—three men standing in a V formation, all armed, all wearing masks.

Usually that last bit of information was something of a relief.

Concealed faces meant that assailants were concerned that their victims could identify them later, and people needed to be alive to make ID’s. But this time he had the terrible feeling the masks were for the benefit of the building’s security cameras.

They didn’t want their faces attached to what they were about to do.

The man in the middle stepped forward, blocking the path of the sliding doors and extending his gun toward Charlie.

“Give me your purse,” he said, his voice low and steady. There was no nervous wobble in it, no hint of desperation or fear. Bowie hadn’t expected there to be. The way these men held themselves, heads high, backs straight, told him everything he needed to know.

They were no ordinary thieves. They were professionals.

Darktide agents, no doubt.

Bishop’s men.

This was no mugging. This was an assassination. Pure and simple.

Charlie hesitated, frozen in fear no doubt. He could feel her shaking against him.

“Now,” the man shouted, his voice reverberating off the elevator’s steel walls. She flinched hard, her hands shaking badly as she struggled to slide the strap off her shoulder.

Charlie was terrified.

These men had terrified her.

And now they were going to pay for that.

“She’s giving it to you,” Bowie said. He quickly snatched the purse off Charlie’s arm, and then took a step in front of her, giving her cover. He held the bag out in front of him, just out of reach of their attacker. “Here it is.”

The man looked at her purse, then at Bowie, but he didn’t move an inch.

Bishop must have warned his men about Bowie before sending them. They obviously knew not to get too close.

But they also needed to play for the cameras. They couldn’t shoot unless there was some reason to. They needed this to look like a robbery gone bad. Which was hard to pull off if one of the victims were freely offering up the goods.

“Isn’t this what you came for?” Bowie prompted the man after a long moment passed. The bastard didn’t answer. He didn’t move an inch.

Well, that was fine. If the attacker wasn’t going to come closer, then Bowie would go to him.

Bowie rushed forward, explosively closing the small gap between them. He grabbed the barrel of the gun and jerked up hard. The man reflexively pulled the trigger, and the bullet punched through the sheet metal above their heads.

The attacker tried to fight back, but the struggle was over in a heartbeat. Bowie quickly overpowered the man, wrapping his hand around his wrist and twisting until he felt the bones crack and shatter.

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