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around to see if she followed his instructions. She wouldn’t have to use her makeshift weapon if he had anything to do with it.
    “This doesn’t involve you,” the attacker said. “Leave now, and I’ll forget about you.”
    “If it involves her, then it involves me,” Knox said.
    “Suit yourself,” he said, pulling the trigger. Knox twisted out of the way a second too late, and felt a fire ignite in his shoulder. He thought it only felt like a graze, but he wasn’t sure. Luckily—or maybe not—it hit his right arm instead of the left that was already sporting X’s knife wound. But damn, it fucking hurt.
    Before the guy could take another shot, Knox charged him again, slamming him against the building. In a move reminiscent of his earlier fight with X, he slammed the guy’s wrist into the wall until he dropped the gun.
    “He’s got a knife!” the woman screamed.
    Knox instinctively slipped under the swipe of the blade. He would have taken a slash across the throat if she hadn’t warned him, but even still, she needed to get the fuck out of here.
    “I got this!” Knox yelled to the woman. “Go!”
    The fight with X had been easy. This one wasn’t going to be. The guy was huge—taller than Knox by a few inches and easily a hundred pounds heavier. He was pudgy and definitely not as muscular as Knox, but fuck, this was his third fight in the last two hours. His body was protesting the abuse.
    Knox curled his lip and bent his knees slightly, preparing to dodge the next swing of the knife.
    The guy came at him and Knox spun away, then quickly kicked out as the hulk charged at him again, knocking him on his back. As Knox went down, he heard a clatter, and out of the corner of his eye he saw X’s gun fall to the ground.
    Fuck me.
He’d forgotten he even had the gun on him. He was so used to fighting with his fists it hadn’t occurred to him to reach for the gun.
    He slipped his knee between himself and the brute, then centered his hips and locked his legs around the guy, assuming a guarded position on the ground. Seeing an opportunity to finish it, the guy wrapped both hands around the knife to drive it down into Knox’s throat. Knox grabbed his wrist and pushed away with his legs. He was completely off the ground except for his shoulder blades as the point of the knife inched closer to his windpipe.
    “Stop! You’ll kill him! Don’t make me shoot!” The woman’s voice was frantic.
    “Go,” Knox ground out between clenched teeth. “Leave me.”
Why wasn’t she running?
There would be no one to protect her if he went down.
    “Stop! Or I swear I’ll shoot. I’ll do it.” She came in closer, holding X’s gun in her outstretched hands.
    The guard sneered. “Too bad for you she doesn’t have it in her,” he grunted out to Knox.
    The gun fired. He didn’t know what she was aiming at, but the shot went high, hitting the wall above them.
    Knox used the distraction of the gunfire as an opening to pivot his hips and sweep the guy off his knees. In the sweep, the guy’s arms flung out, knocking the woman to the ground. Knox rolled in the opposite direction and scrambled to his feet just as the guy wrapped his hand around her neck.
    “No!” he yelled.
Fuck.
He was too far. He wouldn’t get there in time. The guy was going to crush her windpipe.
    Knox lunged forward as her eyes began to flutter. Her arms drew in, and her eyes closed.
    Then the back of the man’s head erupted.

Chapter 2
    Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
    The guard’s body was heavy and limp on top of her, so heavy Natalie’s lungs hurt from trying to breathe.
    Is he dead?
    That was when she felt the blood running from his head onto her face. The wet warm liquid was all over her.
    “Get him off me!” she shrieked. “Get him off!” Panic set in and she put her palms flat on his chest, pushing with all her strength while flailing her legs, but he didn’t budge.
    His body rolled to the side and Natalie frantically wiped at her