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Tensing my body in preparation for as to come, I closed my eyes and tried to keep her face in my mind, but the business end of Arden’s Beretta was too nore

Fucker

“Aren’t you supposed to give -to-win-the whole-time’ kind of speech first?” I asked with a snarl

I heard hih behind me

“Not really my style,” he said

The barrel of the Beretta pressed a little harder against my skull, and without another word, Evan Arden pulled back on the trigger

There was a click—louder than the one from the hammer—but that was it

No gunshot No continued avalanche No bullet in my brain

“Fuck,” Arden muttered

I relaxed my muscles

“Run out of a irony was perfect and because I figured it would piss him off

“No,” he said in a deadpan voice “Ja”

I felt ood to be stopped by a jaain in a few seconds, which wasn’t nearly enough tih to turn around, take the gun, and beat him to death with the blunt end It was only a delay of the inevitable

Raine

I closed rateful that I had a little time to picture her face, think about the way she smelled, and remember how her skin felt in my hands I hoped and prayed that Landon would just let her and Alex go, now that he had no use for them