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toward the edge of the van. Every time a bullet hit the van, she would flinch. She wasn’t made for this shit, but she wasn’t about to let someone go down again because she was too scared.
    The entire driveway was a blood bath. Two men and one of the movers lay dead on the lawn. She dry heaved and tasted the remnants of breakfast.
    Aiden and another man were shooting at one another. She couldn’t see Aiden, but she spotted the man fire his weapon, and then duck back behind the limo. This one must have been the driver—the third one she hadn’t seen when Aiden had thrown her into the van.
    The other mover was sprawled out just outside the van, clutching at his heart, obviously in pain from a gun womb. She got his attention and offered her hand. He reached out, but then his face contorted in pain and blood leaked on the driveway.
    Just as their fingers touched, a bullet hit him in the head, and blood splashed across her face and arms. She screamed.
    When she looked up, the gunman was running towards her. None of the bullets coming from Aiden’s gun seemed to hit h im. In fact, the gunman fired off continuous rounds of ammo at Aiden. She feared the worst…
    The gunman was getting closer.
    This time, Keira drew blood when she bit her bottom lip. She got a taste of the same salty adrenaline running through her system. Cupping her weapon with both hands, she took a firm stance. She wasn’t ready to die tonight. The gunman fixed his gaze on her and aimed the barrel of the gun at her.
    She aimed for the gunman’s head and pulled the trigger.
    He fell like dead weight at her feet.
    T he blood curdling squeal that came next was her own.
    Aiden grabbed her from behind out of nowhere, scoped her up once again, but this time he climbed into the van with her and sat her on a box.
    “Don’t ever ever do that,” he said between clenched teeth. He seemed angry, but his touch was soft and gentle against her shoulders.
    Her lungs burned as she attempted to catch her breath. “Are you serious? He was going to kill me.”
    “I meant don’t ever put yourself in danger for me or anyone else.” He panted. “You should have stayed in the van. I was going to kill that motherfucker.”
    Aiden was a bloodied mess. She couldn’t tell if it was all of his blood…or the blood of the men he’d killed to save her.
    “Are you hurt?” she asked.
    He held his head down. “Let’s get out of here.” He placed the gun back on the holster on his belt.
    That was when she saw the blood trail leading to him. “You are hurt. Where did you get hit?”
    . “I’m fine.” He grabbed her arm, and pulled her up to stand. “Let’s just go.”
    He was right. This place was too dangerous. Keeping her p romise to Jamison had just cost lives.
    “Okay, let’s go.”
    He winched. “Can you drive?”
    “Yes.” They both stumbled into the front end of the van. Luckily the keys were on the dashboard. She retrieved them and started up the engine just as Aiden dragged himself into the passenger seat holding his gut. “And I’m driving you straight to the hospital.”
    He bolted upright quickly. “No. Whatever you do, you must not do that.”
    “You’re crazy, Aiden. You can die from that bullet wound.” She was scared for his life. No one had deserved to die back there, not even the men who’d started it all as a result of their greed and bad misfortunes. “There’s a bunch of people dead out there. We will rot in jail for murder.”
    “Listen to me. Everything will be taken care of. They’re dead because they tried to kill you. I was protecting you. When you shot that man, you were protecting yourself.” He turned to face her, taking both of her hands in his. “Let’s drive until we’re sure we’re not being followed.”
    “But, you’re—”
    He tore off his shirt and threw it on the floor behind him. Washboard abs rippled as he grabbed at his side. He grimaced in pain. “I’m fine. The wound isn’t deep. Drive ,