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“I’m supposed to be dead. A dead woman isn’t worth anything,” she retorted.
“Let’s just say there’s a bounty out on your head,” he bragged. His gun didn’t waver. “And you are worth a lot of money to Ray Acosta—dead.”
Declan’s growl vibrated through the air. His movement was quick. He flew across the cab of the truck. Aspen gasped, unlocking her seat belt. She turned, not sure what to do. The two men wrestled for the gun with Declan overpowering the agent. Aspen released a scream as they exchanged punches in the compact space.
She glanced around trying to find something that she could use to help. Her gaze landed on William’s seat belt. He hadn’t put it on. Curses filled the air while the men grappled for the weapon. She yanked the belt and wrapped it around an unsuspecting Williams and pulled back on it.
He let loose a yelp, while she tugged on it, cutting off his air supply. Declan took advantage and slammed his fist into Williams multiple times until his body slumped in the seat.
“What are you doing?” he roared, turning to her.
“Helping!” she cried.
“Out the truck. Now,” he snapped. He opened his door and jumped out of the vehicle.
She took his hand and let him pull her toward the edge of the seat.
“I’m sorry, but I wanted to—”
Her words were cut off by the sound of popping.
“Back in the car!” Declan dove inside with a curse, covering her with his body.
Aspen panicked, holding on to him for dear life.
“That’s gunfire! Stay down.”
Then she heard the pings of bullets hitting their truck. It was coming from both sides. The spray of bullets grew louder. The truck rocked, bullets slamming into the tires.
“Where the fuck is Mac?” Declan tightened his grip on her.
Tears formed with the thought that this was how she’d die. With the way her life had turned out, she had envisioned her death in many ways, but dying in a shootout had not been one of her many visions.
The sound of tires screeching came from off in the distance. More gunfire echoed, and she sent up a prayer that they’d make it out of this situation—alive and unarmed.
Her breath caught in her throat as silence permeated the air.
Sharp voices could be heard from outside.
Declan shifted his body and glanced down at her. “Stay here.”
“Don’t leave me.” She gripped him to her. There was no way he was walking out into that gunfire. She couldn’t lose him.
Not now.
“I’m just looking.” He shifted his body and quickly glanced out the window. “It’s about fucking time.”
The door flew open, and her body tensed.
“Someone need rescuing?” a deep voice asked.
“You’re an ass, Iker,” Declan slid out of the truck.
“We don’t have time for sentiment. Those men have big guns and they will be back.”
Aspen sat up wearily and glanced at Williams. His body was riddled with holes, and blood was everywhere. Her body shook with the realization that these people seriously wanted her dead at all costs.
“Don’t look, baby.” Declan turned her head toward him.
