Page 30 of Acting on Instinct
They weren’t making her stand in the front of the room as the terrorists had done to London.
No one had their gun to her head.
The rifle guy was very close to Ty, trying to intimidate him and keep him under their control.
Who wouldn’t be intimidated by this situation?
Ty might be trained to yank that rifle out of the man’s hand and fight, but that guy was one of four. And they were all armed.
Kira wanted her anger back. It was a much more comfortable emotion.
She tried to manifest it. She thought about how much she hated that Ty shoved her away from him. They should be in this together.
When they were in Tanzania, and the insurgents attacked the compound that London and her husband William Davidson owned, she and Ty worked side by side as they fled.
When they were in D.C., and the terrorists attacked the ballroom, shooting London with William dropping unconscious by her side, Kira and Ty survived together.
That wasn’t true.
Kira, Lula, and the Iniquus wives escaped, leaving the men behind to survive or not.
She only left Ty at that point because Lula said that if Kira stayed, she’d be a distraction to Ty, a liability.
Is that how he saw her in dangerous situations?
Good, the anger was climbing back up her legs, stiffening her spine as it rose up her vertebrae.
She was so angry that these men were destroying her friends’ hard work, ruining her happy time finding a gift for Ty’s mom, furious that they would train a rifle at Ty.
And she knew that if her anger spilled out, it would put everyone in danger.
She had nothing to do but stand there and quiver and seethe.
Suddenly, the air cracked with a sharp scream from Abdul’s office.
Rory was stiff with anticipation, wanting Ty to release him so he could race into the fray.
The three robbers paused their tasks and focused toward the back, assessing.
As the quiet descended again, they continued with their tasks.
The man guarding the door and watching the parking lot yelled, “Two minutes.”
The guard who had been standing with his gun trained on Ty said, “Can we take her with us?”
The man at the door flicked a glance Kira’s way. “Why not?”
Kira was the only “her” in the room.
Up until that point, it seemed to be an agreement between everyone: Let the men take what they wanted, and no one would try to stop them.
If they tried to take Kira with them, everything would blow up. These men had no idea of the latent power that was in the room.
Ty and Rory would fight for her.
And people would die.
Ty might just die.
