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smile from where she hid in the shadows and wondered if he was crazy. He was about to get pulverized by those men. Jeez, the tall one must be over seven feet and built like a jumbo jet.
She didn’t know what the men wanted with Will. She had decided to follow him at the last minute and had just caught up. But she didn’t have time to figure out what was happening before both men drew back their fists.
Kayla reacted instinctively. No gun. Too loud. She reached down and pulled the knife from her ankle sheath. Then she stepped from the shadows. “Move away from him.”
All three men turned to stare at her. The two big men looked shocked. Will just looked disappointed. Maybe he didn’t like a woman saving his beautiful ass. Too bad.
Kayla widened her eyes. “What? You’ve never seen a woman with a knife before?”
“Only in the kitchen.” The biggest man smiled. Not a nice smile. “You are small and insignificant. I do not believe you know what to do with your weapon.”
He hadn’t just said that. No one could be that dumb. She forgot all the snarky comments she could have made and just stared at him.
“Give me that knife, little girl, and then go away so we can finish this.” He started toward her.
Two things happened at once. Will leaped into the air and kicked only-in-the-kitchen in his big stupid head, followed immediately by a shot to his gut. Kayla would have liked to stand and enjoy his amazing speed and ferocity, but the shorter man had pulled out his own knife and looked as though he wanted to carve his initials in Will’s back.
Kayla shook her head in disgust. See, it was fine for
him
to carry a knife, but not small and insignificant her. With one smooth motion, she threw her knife. The blade sank into his throwing shoulder. He grunted and dropped his weapon.
She didn’t give him time to recover. Even as he bent over clutching his shoulder, she ran in and yanked her knife from his flesh before kicking his legs out from under him.
Glancing toward Will, she saw that his opponent had fled the fight. Giant wuss. He was stumbling across Seawall Boulevard. Must have a car parked nearby. Her guy scrambled to his feet and followed at a staggering run. She was surprised how fast he moved with a stab wound. Thinking that was the end of it, she crouched down to wipe her blade on the grass. But she was wrong. Will was racing after them.
Reluctantly, she followed him. She didn’t want Sparkle to find out about this. Rescuing random men outside of the park wasn’t part of her job description. Kayla was lucky the man she’d stabbed hadn’t screamed and brought everyone running.
What did Will hope to accomplish by chasing them down himself? They were still huge, and there were still two of them.
Her conscience bothered her a little. She should call the police, but she didn’t need any probing questions about knives and what she was doing at the castle. She needed to keep a low profile.
Damn, Will ran fast. He was closing in on the men by the time she ran across the street and climbed down the steps to the beach. Why the hell had they tried to escape here? She was panting when she caught up with him. And the only reason she
did
catch up was he’d stopped running. What . . . ?
It was dark on the beach, but she could see a little because of the lights on Seawall Boulevard and the moonlight. She stood beside him, staring openmouthed.
Both men had run into the Gulf. She could see them moving farther and farther away from the shore.
“What’re they doing? They’ll both drown.” And if her voice had an edge of hysteria to it, she had good reason. She’d wanted to stop the attack on Will, not see two men die. Kayla pulled her cell phone from her pocket and started to punch in 911.
Will put his hand over hers. “You won’t need that.”
“What do you mean? They’re . . .” She followed his gaze. Kayla could still see them, but something wasn’t right. She strained to see in the darkness.
She didn’t know what the men wanted with Will. She had decided to follow him at the last minute and had just caught up. But she didn’t have time to figure out what was happening before both men drew back their fists.
Kayla reacted instinctively. No gun. Too loud. She reached down and pulled the knife from her ankle sheath. Then she stepped from the shadows. “Move away from him.”
All three men turned to stare at her. The two big men looked shocked. Will just looked disappointed. Maybe he didn’t like a woman saving his beautiful ass. Too bad.
Kayla widened her eyes. “What? You’ve never seen a woman with a knife before?”
“Only in the kitchen.” The biggest man smiled. Not a nice smile. “You are small and insignificant. I do not believe you know what to do with your weapon.”
He hadn’t just said that. No one could be that dumb. She forgot all the snarky comments she could have made and just stared at him.
“Give me that knife, little girl, and then go away so we can finish this.” He started toward her.
Two things happened at once. Will leaped into the air and kicked only-in-the-kitchen in his big stupid head, followed immediately by a shot to his gut. Kayla would have liked to stand and enjoy his amazing speed and ferocity, but the shorter man had pulled out his own knife and looked as though he wanted to carve his initials in Will’s back.
Kayla shook her head in disgust. See, it was fine for
him
to carry a knife, but not small and insignificant her. With one smooth motion, she threw her knife. The blade sank into his throwing shoulder. He grunted and dropped his weapon.
She didn’t give him time to recover. Even as he bent over clutching his shoulder, she ran in and yanked her knife from his flesh before kicking his legs out from under him.
Glancing toward Will, she saw that his opponent had fled the fight. Giant wuss. He was stumbling across Seawall Boulevard. Must have a car parked nearby. Her guy scrambled to his feet and followed at a staggering run. She was surprised how fast he moved with a stab wound. Thinking that was the end of it, she crouched down to wipe her blade on the grass. But she was wrong. Will was racing after them.
Reluctantly, she followed him. She didn’t want Sparkle to find out about this. Rescuing random men outside of the park wasn’t part of her job description. Kayla was lucky the man she’d stabbed hadn’t screamed and brought everyone running.
What did Will hope to accomplish by chasing them down himself? They were still huge, and there were still two of them.
Her conscience bothered her a little. She should call the police, but she didn’t need any probing questions about knives and what she was doing at the castle. She needed to keep a low profile.
Damn, Will ran fast. He was closing in on the men by the time she ran across the street and climbed down the steps to the beach. Why the hell had they tried to escape here? She was panting when she caught up with him. And the only reason she
did
catch up was he’d stopped running. What . . . ?
It was dark on the beach, but she could see a little because of the lights on Seawall Boulevard and the moonlight. She stood beside him, staring openmouthed.
Both men had run into the Gulf. She could see them moving farther and farther away from the shore.
“What’re they doing? They’ll both drown.” And if her voice had an edge of hysteria to it, she had good reason. She’d wanted to stop the attack on Will, not see two men die. Kayla pulled her cell phone from her pocket and started to punch in 911.
Will put his hand over hers. “You won’t need that.”
“What do you mean? They’re . . .” She followed his gaze. Kayla could still see them, but something wasn’t right. She strained to see in the darkness.
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