“Connor! Stand down!”
“She’s making waves, Nate.” Connor clutched his blade tighter, snarling in Sinna’s direction. “Someone needs to shut the bitch down.”
“That’s an order!”
“You think you’re so clever?” Connor said softly to Sinna. “Let’s see how clever you really are. You go ahead and keep that cuff.” He sheathed the knife in the back of his pants. “But I’ll be taking that gun back.”
Before anyone could react, Connor lunged, grabbing for the weapon in her hand. Sinna gasped and turned away, but he was much stronger and she was cornered. His impact sent them both sideways, slamming into the pillar and the wall as they wrestled for the gun. Jesus, the safety’s off!
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