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She’s threatening her.
“My heart goes out to all the families affected by these heinous acts. And that’s why I’m here tonight to ask for you to lend a hand. Help these people find their babies. Their sisters, mothers, brothers, and fathers.” She pauses for dramatic effect. “Let’s bring them home.”
And then, in the most theatrical sense, a woman falls from the second-story balcony behind the governor to hang right in front of the American flag. A noose around her neck, even though the decay on her skin indicates she’s been gone for a while.
Screams erupt around the room and chaos ensues. I grab Hannah, tugging her from the table and into my chest, holding her as people pass us by, running from an armed gunman as he takes the balcony and starts firing off shots.
Fuck.
“Hannah,” I bite, pushing her in front of me, our backs to the gunman. We crouch through the crowd of people toward the back rooms. “Get down.”
She hunkers down, and I stay right behind her, shoving people back as we make our way toward an open door.
My blood roars in my ears, my ears ringing from the assault rifle above our heads, but I don’t stop. I need to get her out of here.
A loud pop rings through the air and then blood coats the side of Hannah’s dress and something wet hits my face.
A woman falls dead at our feet. I don’t recognize her, but her black dress shirt tells me she was a worker at the benefit.
Hannah lets out a startled gasp, but the bullet wound in the center of her forehead tells me there’s nothing we can do for the woman now, so I push her past and we finally reach the back hallway.
Hannah turns to run toward the exit, but I grab her, tugging her back the other way.
“Mason,” she pants, breathless as she almost runs to keep up with me.
“We need to find out who that is.”
“Weneedto get out of here.”
“In time,” I bite, locating the stairs to the balcony and tugging on the door. Locked.
Hannah growls behind me. “Here.”
She shoves me out of the way and reaches up under her hair, pulling out a pin.
My little fucking safe-cracker.
“What? I’ve been practicing.” I shake my head, pulling her toward me and crushing my lips against hers with a growl, blood droplets on her cheek and all.
When I break away, her cheeks are burning.
She shakes her head after a moment to clear her thoughts. “We don’t have time for this.”
We don’t, but my cock still hardens from the stutter on her tongue.
“Come on.” I take her hand, pulling her toward the stairs. “Stay behind me.”
The gunfire stops as we make our way up the stairs and right as we reach the top, so does the guy that opened fire on the crowd of the benefit.
So, I stick my arm out, clotheslining him to the ground.
He falls with a thud, assault rifle falling to the floor beside him. I nod to Hannah and she grabs it, pointing it down into his face.
The guy just chuckles.
“It’s fucking empty, dumb bitch.”
“This isn’t.”
