Chapter 114

Chapter 114

Four black vans thundered onto the street like a posse riding in at high noon.

They skidded to a stop, pinning Jasmine's limousine from the front and rear.

About twenty men poured out, each one armed to the teeth and hiding behind masks.

Their leader-burly, tatted up, and mean as a rattlesnake-stepped right up to the window, pounding on the glass with his fist.

"Both of you get out, or we'll blow this tin can to pieces!" He snarled.

Inside the limo, Jasmine's face went pale. The driver looked just as rattled.

"Driver," came Alex's calm voice.

"Y-yes?" the driver stammered, too stunned to keep his voice steady.

"I hear this car's sound system can rattle bones. Mind turnin' it up to full blast?" Alex leaned back, eyes half- lidded like he hadn't a care in the world.

The driver blinked. "What?"

'Is this fella crazy?' he thought. 'Bullets are spraying outside, and he wants music?'

"Classical, if you've got it," Alex added, letting his eyes fall closed.

Jasmine watched him, her own fear momentarily replaced by curiosity.

Then she looked at the driver, speaking softly but with iron in her tone. "Well? You heard the man. Play it."

Outside, gunfire echoed like a hailstorm on a tin roof.

The driver's heart clanged in his chest like a broken bell.

'First the crazy man, now Miss Jasmine? They both lost it, or what?'

But something in his gut told him to follow orders.

Swallowing hard, he reached for the stereo.

each note sweeping through the cabin like a warm

the volume to the

a glance in the

a lazy smile,

on his shoulder as her eyes gently

an overwhelming sense of peace, safety, and belonging. 'Courage isn't about not

the armored plating, he found himself relaxing ever

holding and muttered, "If I'm goin' down, might as

1/3

Chapter 114

eyes, he whispered a final

masked

bullets was blasting orchestral

of the hitmen lowered

on the ground. "What in

teeth in

for an early grave." He raised his

have your fun with the woman before we

group. "And

leader shrugged. "Hell if I care. Just do what you're paid

Suddenly, the tension shattered.

drew his gun-painting it dead

hell's gotten into you?" the

his temples. His

Alex's lips curled into a slow, dangerous

are no more than puppets once the strings are in the

The shot came fast.

spraying onto the pavement in

arc.

toppled with a

one of the

blink, another mercenary turned his weapon on

the trigger, and dropped him

ceased as if the world itself had gone

on the ground, confusion in

of them opened his mouth, trying to speak, and another bullet

rule was

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255