“We can’t change the past. If I could, hell, yes, I would,” Logan said, “but we—”
Glass shattered. Logan jerked—and red bloomed on his shoulder.
Then he was leaping toward her. He threw his body against Juliana’s, and they fell to the floor, slamming down behind the couch.
She heard shouts. Screams. More gunshots.
It sounded as if an army was attacking.
With Guerrero, that might be exactly what was happening. They had guards outside, local cops who’d been assigned to protect the house and her. Surveillance was watching, and backup would come, but...
More gunfire.
She grabbed Logan’s arm. Felt the wet warmth of his blood. “Logan?”
He raised his head. Stared at her with an unreadable gaze.
“Guess he took the bait,” he said.
The words were cold.
“Stay here, and keep your head down.”
What? He was leaving?
She held him tighter. Logan winced, and her hand dropped. “You can’t go out there!”
“I’m a SEAL. That’s exactly where I need to go.”
Into the fight.
“You won’t be afraid anymore. We’ll get his men. I’ll make sure one stays alive, and we will track Guerrero.” Then he kissed her. A hard, fast press of his lips. “Stay down.”
And he was gone. Rushing away and his blood was on her hands.
Juliana crouched behind the thick couch, breath heaving in her chest. Then she heard the scream. Wild, desperate and coming from upstairs.
Susan.
The g
uards outside were already under attack. Susan couldn’t get caught in the crossfire. The woman had suffered enough.
Because of my father. Because she was close to us.
Juliana knew she had to help her. Keeping low, she rushed across the room and used the furniture for cover as best she could.
Her hand was on the banister when another round of gunfire erupted in the room.
Chapter Ten
They were outgunned.
Logan grabbed the injured cop who’d been slumped near the porch and pulled the guy back, giving him cover. He let out two fast shots as he fired back at the attackers, who just weren’t stopping.
A quick sweep counted ten men. Twelve.
The cops at the front door were both down. Gunner was in the house. He’ll be out soon. Gunner never could stay away from a gunfight.