Danger's Halo: (Holly Danger Book 1) by Amanda Carlson

Author:Amanda Carlson [Carlson, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: ACI Books
Published: 2017-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Making a sound wasn’t my intention, but breaking out of the iron grasp holding me was. My shoulder shot backward, using my attacker as a counterweight, aided by my legs, with enough force to make the man gasp.

I was well versed in hand-to-hand combat and had been since the age of ten. When Bender was your sparring partner as a kid, you learned a thing or two.

Instead of letting me go, the man dragged me backward, forcing me into the closet where he’d obviously been lying in wait. I swore, the hand still over my lips muzzling the sound, for not checking it first. He must’ve positioned himself behind the door so I didn’t pick up on his heat signature.

I was going to pay dearly for that mistake.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he hissed as I brought my heel up, crashing it into his knee. He buckled, but didn’t lose his grip. He had to be as big as Bender, judging by the barrel of the chest I currently pressed up against, along with the height of his shoulders, which were above mine. “They’ve already been here.”

I stopped struggling for a moment.

“If you want to save the kid, who you stashed outside, do as I say.” The timbre of his voice was deep and raspy, his words gritty. There was no doubt in my mind that he was an outskirt. He smelled like one, too, musky with a lingering scent of liquid fuel.

My Gem gun was still out, but he had that arm in a firm grasp, his grip painful as his fingers dug into my flesh. I wasn’t about to give up. I rotated my upper torso as much as I could, angling my head forward, then twisted my body, bashing my head back with as much momentum as I could garner from my locked position.

I connected solidly with his face.

He let go, bracing both of his hands over his gushing nose, which I’d just broken with a satisfying crack.

I pivoted, both hands gripping the handle of my gun, aiming it at his neck. The only part of him exposed. It would do.

He dropped his hands and held them out in front of him, blood continuing to pour from both nostrils. Through my infrared glasses, it looked odd, like two pools of rapidly moving heat.

“We both want the same thing,” he ground out, his words edgy.

“I highly doubt that.” My voice was like ice. I’d been taken by surprise two times today, twice too fucking many.

“I’ve been tracking you.” I couldn’t see his features. They were covered by a helmet and a visor, and he wore a long trench coat and dark underclothes. But I was one hundred percent certain he wasn’t familiar to me. I’d remember that voice anywhere. I didn’t respond. Instead, I tapped a finger on the trigger. He continued, “I saw you with the boy. By the cliff. I’m looking for Tandor. We want the same thing.”

“Keep talking.”

He shrugged, his hands still up, his nose releasing blood.

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