Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 184867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 924(@200wpm)___ 739(@250wpm)___ 616(@300wpm)
“Got it.” Felix nods, and he pulls out his guns. “Time to get some fucking blood on our hands.”
And as I pull out a new magazine and shove it into my gun, I whisper to myself, “Ares, we’re coming for you.”
Ares
“What the fuck is going on out there?” my father growls, and I can hear him place the whip down somewhere and waltz off. The door opens. “Stay here and watch him. Make sure he doesn’t move.”
The door slams shut again, leaving me alone with a guard holding an automatic rifle.
But if he’d shoot me now, I don’t think I’d even care.
The momentary pause from the whipping makes me let out a sigh of relief. Every breath I take hurts like a knife to the lungs, so sharp, but I persist.
If they’re here … Blaine, Caleb, Crystal …
I have to see them.
Just one last time so I’ll remember their faces before I perish.
But dammit … they shouldn’t have come.
It’s too dangerous, and if my father comes back to gloat while telling me he saw one of their dead bodies it would be worse than death.
I couldn’t take it.
I’d rather die in horrible pain instead of knowing one of my friends, my lovers, got killed trying to save me.
“No …” I whisper to myself, wishing I could tell them instead to stay away.
Leave me to rot.
Leave me and save yourself.
Just … leave.
And let me die in peace.
Crystal
Kai and Milo take the lead, knifing down any guard that comes close, while Lana and Nathan provide backup. Milo swings his nunchucks around like a pro, and it honestly makes me wonder how he decided that would be his weapon, but I’m not complaining as none of the guards can get near him.
Caleb’s shooting twice and then chucking his knife at someone in the back to make sure no one tries to come at us. He’s an expert at spotting them before they even have a chance to get near us, and so far I haven’t had to shoot.
The thought of killing people still makes me nauseous, but watching Lana and Penelope shoot like it means nothing gives me strength. I aim at one of the guards headed for us from the side and shoot.
BANG!
It hits him in the foot.
“Whoooo, I didn’t know you could shoot like that!” Milo says enthusiastically before nunchucking the dude right in the balls.
“Me neither,” I retort, laughing it off.
“Kai, behind you!” Lana yells.
Kai turns around and shoves one of his knives straight into the abdomen of one of the guards who was just about to knife him down, and he tears him open from belly to neck.
Jesus.
Blood sprays from his wound, and he sinks to the floor.
“Five,” Kai grits.
“Well, I have six already!” Dylan yells from the other side of the room.
“Fuck him,” Nathan grits. “I’m gonna win this shit.”
“Focus,” Kai tells him.
BANG! BANG!
Lana shoots down two guys who were aiming at Nathan and Kai. “Less talking, more killing.”
“I love it when you’re all bloodthirsty,” Milo muses as we head farther through the casino.
People are still screaming and running for their lives left and right, and it makes it hard to distinguish who is an actual foe and who is an innocent bystander. I don’t want someone’s life on my hands if they don’t deserve to die.
But then I see a guard from behind a pillar, and I point at him. “There!”
Caleb chucks a knife at his face, and it lodges inside the pillar instead because the guy immediately hid again the moment I pointed at him.
“Fuck!” Caleb shouts, and he pulls out even more knives from his coat. “Come here, you little bitch!”
He doesn’t notice the guard coming out of the toilet to his right, so I point my gun at him and shoot.
I miss.
Panic swirls through my veins.
“Caleb!”
BANG!
Lana hits him in the head with a knife, and he falls to the floor while Caleb engages in a fistfight with the guard behind the pillar.
Kai runs to him and stabs the guard in the side, allowing Caleb to thrust his knife straight into his throat, causing a gush of blood.
“Stay together!” Kai says.
“There are too many,” I say.
“This motherfucker needed to die,” Caleb growls.
“Let’s go!” Lana yells, signaling them to move.
“Yes, queen!” Milo cheers.
“Out of bullets?” Nathan asks, and he chucks some at Caleb as we keep heading forward. “Here.”
Caleb shoves them into his magazine and reloads. “Thanks.”
“Is this your way of making up with him?” Milo muses.
“Shut up,” Nathan grits.
“You know, I don’t mind if you two are friends.” Milo swats a guy away with his nunchucks and kicks him to the floor, easily bashing his head in. Covered in blood, he turns to smile. “I don’t feel threatened at all.”
“Jesus,” I mutter to myself.
“Yep, they’re something all right,” Lana says, laughing.
“Let’s go,” Kai says. “No time to waste.”