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“Fuck no. How’d they disappear so fast?” the passenger replied.
Dallas’s gaze dropped down, catching sight of the distinct shape of a gun in the passenger’s hand.
“Let’s see if we can find them. I bet they’re hiding around here somewhere,” the driver said.
They separated and walked away from the truck which they stupidly left running. Dallas scanned the area and moved from where he stood. Staying low, he quickly made his way to the side of the vehicle unseen.
His gaze swept the inside; he found it to be empty.
Dallas slid his knife from the ankle sheath. He pierced the thick tire near him and traveled to the other side and repeated his action.
Even if they slipped by him, they weren’t going anywhere anytime soon with two flat tires.
Returning the blade to the ankle sheath, Dallas moved in the direction of the passenger. He kept his gun aimed and approached silently.
Memories of Afghanistan came before his eyes, and he shook his head, pushing them aside.
He wasn’t in the desert.
He wasn’t leading men to their untimely deaths.
He was protecting his woman.
The man turned and headed back toward the vehicle, Dallas took the corner of another building and leaned back, blending into the shadows.
Thanks to the dark sky and no streetlights, he was undiscovered.
He slid his gun in the holster and waited.
Footsteps grew closer.
Dallas rolled his eyes.
The passenger apparently knew nothing about stealth. He might as well announce his whereabouts.
Dallas braced himself with his hands ready.
The figure appeared in the opening of the alley, allowing Dallas to take him by surprise.
“What the—?”
His words were cut off by Dallas slamming him against the brick wall.
“What the hell do you want?” Dallas growled, thrusting his forearm into the man’s throat.
The thug spluttered and tried to buck Dallas off him. He was a much smaller guy up close. Dallas had about a good fifty pounds on him in muscle. He finally grew still and glared at Dallas.
Dallas removed his arm to allow him to speak.
“Fuck you.”
Dallas pulled back his fist and swung, landing a punch to his face. His head snapped back, and he fell against the building.
“I’m going to ask you again,” Dallas demanded, gripping him by his shirt. “What the fuck do you want?”
Leaning away from Dallas, he spat on the ground. He faced Dallas with a bloodied grin.
“The woman.”
