Page 196 of Dirty Pleasures


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But then, Kaz’s Glock clicked empty.

Shit.

I shot the last guy in the head and checked for a clip to hand him.

Nothing was there.

I shivered and still aimed my gun, even though it was empty. “I’m out too.”

Before Kaz could say anything, five more men stepped in, taking in all of their dead foes on the ground. Shock and rage blazed in their eyes.

Fuck this.

Kaz pointed the empty gun at them. “Go through the window, mysh. Now.”

“I’m not leaving you.”

“Goddman it.”

A guy aimed his gun.

Kaz threw the Glock at his head. The weapon slammed into his head. In one swift movement, Kaz grabbed a shard of broken glass from the windowsill.

One man screamed and shot my way.

“Fuck you!” I darted out of the bullet’s path, charged for his legs, and slammed my empty gun into his knee.

He fell.

I struck his temple hard.

The man crashed to the ground.

A second man rushed for me.

Kaz lunged his glass at the guy’s neck and sliced through flesh. The crunch of bone against glass echoed in the room and the man fell onto the heap on the floor.

No more time to think or even check on Kaz, I jabbed one guy in the abdomen before he could pull his Glock’s trigger.

In the blink of an eye, I smashed my forehead into his nose.

OUCH!

But, it was worse for him, the bastard reeled back, uttering a cry of shock and pain, hands reaching for his face.

Capitalizing on the momentary distraction, I kicked him hard in the shinbone while grabbing his wrist and forcing it upwards until I heard the sharp snap of bone breaking.

Die, bitch.

His gun slipped from his fingers and skidded across the ground to somewhere behind me.

“Kaz, gun on the floor!” I advanced on my guy.

The man’s fist flew towards me, connecting with my jaw and sending me sprawling backward.

Oh God!

White-hot pain shot through my teeth and head. I could taste blood but ignored it, staggering back up onto my feet.

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