Lexi Blake - Dungeon Royale

Damon had zero intention of giving up his prize. “You’re surrounded, Baz.”

Jake was walking down the aisle. Ian was in a sniper position. He didn’t need to do anything. His team would handle the problem.

Baz put a hand on Brody Carter’s shoulder, his other hand in his jacket pocket. A nasty smile lit his face. “I might be surrounded, but I’m not alone. I figured you might decide to roll the dice. I hired a friend who had one job and one job only.”

Cold fear snaked along Damon’s spine. He looked toward the front of the church, his eyes seeking Penelope’s form, praying he couldn’t find her.

She moved into the sanctuary, her body stiff, her pretty face tight. Someone was walking behind her. Damon’s eyes focused on his target. A man, roughly mid-forties. He walked close to Penelope, more than likely because he had a gun pressed to her delicate spine.

That body he’d held, found such pleasure in, was in danger. He’d known he shouldn’t let her get close. He’d known it would all end badly.

“Step back, Jake.” He couldn’t allow that man to send a bullet into her.

He was a man who had sacrificed his body for a mission, sacrificed pawns, given up anything to complete his operation. Nothing came between him and the completion of his task.

Nothing except Penelope Cash.

She was his weakness, the one thing he couldn’t give up.

Jake’s jaw tightened and he stepped back, allowing the Aussie and Baz to enter the aisle. He held his hands at his sides, letting Baz see they were empty.

Baz gave him a wink. “It’s not the prize I was after, but it will have to do. We’re going to walk out of here very carefully. If I even get a hint of trouble from you, I’ll make sure you never walk again. We’re going someplace private, and you’re going to contact Walter for me. It’s time he understood there’s nowhere to run. I think I should take the reporter, too.”

Candice shook her head. “No.”

Baz gave her his best smirk. “Oh, darling, you don’t get to say no to me.”

Damon went completely still because Baz had never known when to be satisfied. He just always had to overreach.

Tension slid across Damon as he realized Candice was going to panic. He caught the Aussie’s eyes. The massive block of muscle stared at him as though reading his mind. Damon noticed that he wasn’t wearing a jacket. His big biceps were on display and there was no way to miss the tattoo on his left arm. A sword with golden wings and the Australian Special Forces motto written in script—Who Dares Wins.

Carter was SASR. A commando or a former one at least.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he cocked his head to the left. He was going to do something, very likely throw a punch over his left shoulder, and Damon would have to be ready when Candice finally broke. Because she was definitely going to break and then all hell would bust loose.

Candice took off, rushing down the pew, screaming for help.

Damon was left staring his greatest enemy down, praying he wouldn’t give the call to end Penelope’s life.

“Don’t move or I’ll fire.”

Penny stopped at the words. She’d moved away from Jake Dean because she’d caught sight of a big man walking toward the place where Damon and Candice were sitting. He was huge, somewhat incongruous amid the flock of tourists. He stood out and that had caused Penny to stare. He had at least three inches on Damon and likely five or so stone of muscle. She couldn’t tell exactly what the color of his hair was because it was so closely cropped. He looked like someone had taken a massive hunk of rock and carved a man out of it.

He didn’t look anything like Walter Bennett, but he was walking straight to Damon. Fear snaked across her skin. Taggart was outside watching over the entrance. Jake was moving through the crowd toward her. Charlotte was keeping the van warm and running in case they needed to get away, and Simon was in front. Damon had no one close.

She had a gun. She could help him.

She felt the press of something hard against her lower back and her blood started to pound. She wasn’t the only one with a gun.

She had to stay calm. Jake was twenty feet away, but he’d noticed the big guy, too. His attention was on the man as he sat down in the pew directly behind Damon.

“Don’t to be moving.” The man at her back spoke with a heavy accent.

Calm. If she stayed calm, perhaps he would as well. “All right. Are you working for Mr. Champion? Is he here? Perhaps you should take me to him.”

He stood very close to her. He smelled of tobacco and the faintest hint of licorice. Salmiakki. Her grandmother had loved the salty licorice candy. “You to be staying still.”

She switched to Finnish. His accent could be from any of the Nordic countries but the Salmiakki made her think he was from right here in Finland. “I’m not alone here. I don’t know what Mr. Champion told you, but you’re very likely not going to survive this.”

He tensed behind her, replying in Finnish. “You speak my language.”

“Yes. And I’m employed by people who won’t take kindly to you killing me. Are you with The Collective?” It occurred to her that his answer would tell her a great deal.

He wrapped an arm around her waist. She was sure they simply looked like affectionate tourists. He spoke low and close to her ear, his Finnish coming much more surely. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m supposed to hold you here until the boss tells me we’re ready to go. He wants you real bad.”

She was sure he did. “This isn’t a kidnapping. I’m not some wayward girlfriend or some rich man’s daughter he wants to ransom.”

“I don’t care. The man is paying me.” He chuckled lightly. “Maybe he’ll let me have some fun with you before he does whatever he’s going to do to you.”

Kill her at the very least. Likely in some incredibly nasty fashion.

Her small gun was in her jacket pocket. He hadn’t found it yet. He seemed more interested in grinding himself against her backside.

“I’ve been in prison for a while. It’s been so long since I had a woman.”

She just managed to not gag. Perhaps it had been better when they couldn’t communicate.

She saw the minute he walked into the sanctuary. Basil Champion moved like an elegant predator, every muscle streamlined with deadly grace. He wore a hat over his hair, his head down, but from her vantage point she could see the line of his jaw. It was him.

“Don’t try to call out.” The gun pressed hard against her spine.

Baz moved behind the big guy. Damon seemed to be talking to him, but he hadn’t turned around. He and Candice were still staring toward the altar. Jake turned her way, and she watched as his eyes went wide.

She shook her head slightly. He couldn’t come after her now. As calmly as she could, she nodded toward Damon.

Jake turned and started walking toward the front of the church, then turned again, moving toward her. Damn it. No one listened to her. Damon had told Jake to take care of her, and Jake would endanger the operation to help her. She’d seen Damon take Jake aside, and he’d probably given him a serious talk on what would happen if she died.

Why would he take such care of her and then threaten something so nasty? Had she overreacted? Had she allowed her heart to rule her head?

She should be brutally mad at him, but all she wanted was for Jake to leave her behind and back up Damon. Baz would likely keep her alive for a while, but he would kill Damon.

Jake stopped, obviously assessing the situation. Penny didn’t have time. She had to send Damon some help. Baz seemed to be talking to them. He leaned forward and the big guy stiffened as though he’d just realized the threat.

She heard Jake curse and his eyes flared as though to tell her to stay where she was. He turned and started toward Damon.

As if she was going to run away with a gun in her back. He needed to save Damon first and then he could come back for her.

Or she could try to get out of this on her own.

Her would-be kidnapper was watching the scene with a single-minded intensity. It was easy to slip her hand into her coat pocket.

“Stay still,” he said in guttural Finnish just as the big guy and Baz stood up. It looked like Baz was making his play.

Damon finally turned, and his eyes went straight for her. His expression didn’t change at all, but she could practically feel the panic pouring off him. He held a hand out and Jake stopped short of his goal.

Who was the big guy? A representative of Bennett? Baz seemed to want him so he had to be important.

She did her job, which was to stay quiet and show Damon just how fucked they all were. Except she didn’t think they were. Baz had likely been hiding somewhere in the chapel, but he had to take his hostage out the lobby door. He had to get both him and her out of here in order to get away and keep the upper hand.

A long scream split the air. “Help me!”

And he likely hadn’t counted on Candice causing a bit of chaos.

Her attacker dropped his hand for a moment as the crowd suddenly surged around them, and without a thought, she moved, bringing her foot down on his and firing into his body. Screams seemed to fill the small space and horror overtook her as she realized her attacker had fallen to the ground at her feet.

Blood began to run, pulsing from his thigh, and she watched as his eyes went from pain filled to completely blank. The acrid smell of smoke hit her nostrils. She’d fired through her coat and it was smoldering. She beat at it with her hands, putting it out as the crowd pushed her along.

Someone stumbled over the body and she caught the slightest glimpse of Jake trying to get to her.

“Get Damon!” She started Damon’s way. She needed to get to him. He didn’t have anyone with him. She couldn’t stand the thought that he was alone.

Jake rolled his eyes as he caught her around the middle and easily hefted her up. “Did you not hear him screaming for me to get you?” Jake started for the exits. “Nice shooting, sweetheart, but now we have to get you out of here and fast. The police are on their way and they’ll have surveillance tapes to work from.”

She tried to look around, but she couldn’t see Damon. Jake forced his way through the crowd, dragging her along. She didn’t have more than a second to think about the fact that she’d killed a man. His body was cooling not a hundred feet from her. Yes, he would have killed her. She wasn’t upset that he was dead, but being the instrument of it weighed on her.

Damon. She had to think about Damon. She couldn’t see him. The sun had come out and she had to cover her eyes as they adjusted to the outside light.

“We’re getting you to the van.” Jake nodded at Ian, who leapt down from his perch.

“Damon’s still in there along with our screaming reporter,” Jake said as he hauled her toward the van.

“I heard shots. How many dead?” Taggart asked.

“Just one. Penny got tagged but she showed him her claws,” Jake said. Up ahead, the van door opened.

Taggart grinned down at her. “Nice. I’ll get Knight. Take off if you need to. We’ll meet at the docks.”

He ran off. Even as Jake shoved her in the van, she looked back, desperate to see Damon walking out of that church.

It wasn’t Damon who ran out of the church first. The big guy shoved his way through the crowd. He hit the streets and started running.

Ian and Simon were going after Damon. He would be safe with them.

She couldn’t let their only link to Bennett disappear or it would all have been for nothing.

There was a thud as Candice threw herself in the car. “I can’t believe I panicked like that. Should I stay and talk to the police?”

Jake closed the van door. “Nope. We get back to the boat.”

“No.” Penny moved to the seat next to Charlotte and pointed out the window. “We have to get that man.”

Without even a hesitation, Charlotte gunned the engine and took off, a smile of anticipation on her face. “He’s a hulk. Who is he?”

Candice sniffled but seemed to be recovering. “He said his name was Carter. Brody Carter. Sounded Aussie from his accent. I think he’s Walter’s bodyguard. Walter didn’t show up.”

Charlotte made a sharp swerve to avoid traffic, keeping Carter’s figure in her sights.

“Shit.” Jake moved in between them, getting to his knees. “Why do I get left with the crazy chicks? Should I point out that our orders were to make for the docks and hook up with the rest of the team there?”