Page 48 of Dirty Tactics


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There was no way she could let them put her in the back of the van. She knew if she were to get in that truck, she would never see Marcas again. She didn’t know how she would get away with her arms handcuffed behind her.

But she would figure it out.

Silas snatched her from the ground, his arm wrapped around her waist. Her legs sailed through the air, and she let loose a scream, praying someone would hear her. She locked her gaze on the helicopter as it flew overhead.

Please, help me,she thought, continuing to fight.

“You fucking bitch!” Silas snarled. “You’re coming with me.”

Her body slid down his, and her feet touched down on the ground.

“Let me go ahead and kill her now, boss,” Taser growled, pointing his weapon at her.

She stilled at the sight of his gun pointing directly at her head.

Would he shoot her with his boss standing directly behind her?

“Get her in the fucking van. She’s our ticket out of here—”

“CPD! Freeze!” a deep voice called out. “Release the girl and put your hands up!”

Sarena could have wept with relief at the thought that her rescuers had found her.

“Fuck!” Smurf muttered as they turned, standing a few feet from the van.

She glued her gaze to her knight in black fatigues. His face may not be visible, but she’d know those deadly eyes anywhere.

Marcas.

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