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A metallic sound outside distracted Sullivan for a couple of seconds.
That time was all I needed.
I ducked forward, then snapped my head back, rammingthe back of my skull into his nose. The cartilage crumpled and hot blood showered my hair as I forced myself to become a deadweight.
Sullivan didn’t have the presence of mind to hold me in place. He let me drop to the floor, and in doing so, made himself vulnerable.
West lashed out at him, kicking the side of his ankle. It rolled beneath him, and he stumbled. I swept my legs in an arc, knocking him off balance.
He tripped forward, landing heavily on his palms.
In an instant, Hallie stood over him, her gun aimed at the back of his head. David unclipped a set of handcuffs from his belt and fastened Sullivan’s wrists together behind his back.
Hallie holstered her weapon and scanned me, her eyes widening as she noticed the blood drenching the side of my body.
“Boss. Cuff keys,” she said.
While David searched Sullivan’s pockets and emerged with a pair of keys, Hallie called for an ambulance. I held my wrists out to David, and he unlocked the cuffs before sliding them off. I turned my wrists in circles, trying to get the feeling back. David unlocked West’s cuffs as well, and then West was wrapping his arms around me and cradling me against his strong chest.
“Thank fuck,” he murmured against my hair. “You’re all right.”
“We’re all right.” I buried my face in his jacket, wishing it was his bare skin.
I pulled away enough to address the others.
“How come you’re here?” I asked Hallie.
Through the visor in her helmet, I saw her smirk.
“Zeke’s spidey senses were tingling,” she explained. “Apparently, it was easier to track down your perp than hethought it should have been, and that made him nervous. He did a sweep of the cameras in the area and realized you were in trouble.”
“Thank God for that.” If they hadn’t come, there was no way to be sure whether West’s team would have intercepted Sewell before he returned to us. I shook my head. “Zeke will be constantly calling in favors after this.”
West kissed my forehead. “As far as I’m concerned, he deserves them.”
With his free hand, he took his phone from his pocket. “I’d better call Adam.”
I started to move away, but his grip tightened.
“Stay,” he murmured.
“Okay.”
Hallie raised her eyebrow at me, and I shrugged my good shoulder. Yeah, it must be pretty obvious that I wasn’t mad at West anymore. In fact, I was just as crazy about him as ever.
West dialed the number and waited for the call to connect. He briefly outlined the situation to Adam. I listened, able to hear both sides of the conversation if I concentrated hard.
“We’ve already got a team en route to the safe house.” Adam’s voice was tinny and distant. “Do you want to meet us there and be the one to slap the cuffs on Dirk Sewell?”
My breath caught. Obviously, West would want to do that. He’d been searching for his father’s killer for months. But as he held my gaze, his expression warmed, and he blew me a silent kiss.
“No thanks,” he told Adam. “You do it. I’m needed elsewhere.”
24
WEST
“Make sure to keep the stitches dry for at least the first forty-eight hours,” the doctor said as they finished the dressing on Joanna’s shoulder. “You should be on light duties for the rest of the week. And stay out of the gym.”
