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Fuck. Whether that’s the ignition or the bomb itself, I can’t risk shooting it.
Luckily, the other fleeing fuck isn’t carry anything. At least, not until he clumsily reaches under his belt and pulls out a gun of his own.
Taking aim, I fire. My bullet hits him right in the shoulder blade, and he plunges to ground, his curses echoing through the tight basement walls almost as loudly as my gunshot.
His buddy keeps running, disappearing down a corner.
I give chase. But my limp is bad, and this action isn’t helping anything.
Fucking hell.
I hate asking for help, but I’m also not stubborn enough to ignore it when it’s needed. Ripping my phone out, I call Ray.
He quickly answers.
“They’re in the fucking basement!” I shout. “Two of them. I shot one, but the fucker with the bomb is on the run. I thought I saw a doorway on the east side of the library, it should lead down to the basement. Cut him off.”
“Got it.”
We both hang up at the same time, and I shove my phone away again, replacing it with another gun.
The harder I run, the more painful it all becomes.
The last time my leg hurt this badly was months ago, back when the Greeks filled the Kilpatrick compound with knock out gas. My niece was in there. My sister too. I was trying to protect them, but the gas knocked me out. It was a fucking nightmare. There was nothing I could do… until I got help from an unlikely source.
Now, I have to rely on some more help.
I fucking hate it. I should be able to do all of this myself, like any of my assassins would be able to, like my brother would be able to.
Taking Sophia was supposed to be the proof of my ability. It was supposed to show everyone, most importantly myself, that I could do whatever I wanted, no matter what my stupid body said.
But nothing has changed.
My destiny was always to be a world class assassin, an unstoppable killer. I had the genetics to be the best, but then it was all ripped away from me. All it took was one fucking explosion…
I won’t let another one take what little I have left.
Griding my teeth to get through the pain, I turn the corner up ahead.
Fuck. It’s empty. I don’t see anyone.
But at least I can hear his footsteps. Really, I just need to lead him in Ray’s direction. As much as it hurts to think that I can’t do this by myself right now, it would hurt more to fail.
Fucking Sophia. Why did she have to bring books up? Now that I’m surrounded by them, I can’t stop thinking of her or my guilt. It’s what’s causing my leg to flare up. I fucking know it.
“Skata!” the curse is more distant than I had hoped, but it’s still a good sign. The fucker must be coming across Ray…
Before I can think to revel in any type of imminent victory, an earth-shattering blast erupts somewhere above. The tight hallways shake so violently that I’m thrown to the ground, and I feel a small avalanche of dust and rubble pour onto my back.
“No!” I try to shout, but it comes out as a cough. Something heavy smacks me in the back of the head and my jaw smashes against the hard floor.
The world goes black.
* * *
“Wake the fuck up, Leonid. We’ve got to get the hell out of here.”
A soft slap tears me out of the darkness.
