Page 2 of Property of Heart

“You’re not going anywhere,” an angry voice snarls from our right.

“What did you get yourself into?”I ask under my breath and quickly shoot off the message to my prez.

I shove my phone back into my pocket and palm my gun when she says, “Nothing.Seriously.Why the hell does everyone always blame me for shit?One moment I was in the back of my vintage shop, the next I woke up in the back of a van with a splitting headache.They also took my friend, and...I don’t think he’s alive anymore.”

The question “why” is on the tip of my tongue when one of those fuckers steps closer and snarls, “Hey, dipshit, I’m talking to you.Why don’t you run along so the cunt can come back to us.”

I step in front of Lina and aim my gun.“Did you just call me a dipshit?”

“He called me a cunt.So, feel free to shoot him,” Lina snaps.

Two fuckers step onto the road and another one from the other side.One is aiming a gun at me, and the others each have a knife in their hand.Fuck Karev, he’s not here and I’m not sure I can kill ’em all before they are on us.Which is why I reach for a knife and point it at the ground while I offer it to Lina behind my back.

At this point, I know I’ll be burying bodies anyway.So, I might as well let her have a little fun and help out.The knife is gone from my hand when the first guy takes a challenging step forward.

“We have no beef with you, man.She’s the one who has something she has no right to.We just need to have a little chat, so we know where she stashed it,” the idiot explains while he waves the gun as if it’s a damn dildo he wants up his ass.

“Heart, he’s right.We have no beef with you.We just want some information from the girl,” Digby, a fucker I recognize, states.

Digby’s father owns a pawn shop one town over.Lina mentioned she was in the back of her vintage store, which means she might have stumbled upon something that landed her ass into this shit.

“Just want some information, eh?”My voice stays calm, but on the inside, I’m getting really damn pissed.“It doesn’t seem like it from my point of view, and I’m guessing her friend wasn’t asked nicely either.Which makes me wonder...where the hell is her friend?”

Digby sighs.“This has nothing to do with you, or the Kings.Respect and all, but she’s in the wrong here.”

“She’s a fucking thief,” the other guy who is holding the gun snarls and takes a step forward.

I have no clue if Lina throws the knife first or if the fucker fires the gun...but all hell breaks loose right then and there.Three guys dive into the bushes while I squeeze the trigger.I manage to hit one while Lina runs forward and goes to town on the guy with the gun.The gun in question is in the dirt at his feet because she threw the knife in his shoulder.

The darkness and the forest allow the fuckers the perfect getaway.Except for the one Lina is slaughtering.No wonder Karev told me not to give her a knife.Holy fuck.Instead of being sane enough to get a little freaked out about her killer instincts...I’m actually more than a little turned on right now.

CHAPTER TWO

–LINA –

The warm metallic, slightly sweet scent is spurring me on.My hands are covered with the guy’s blood.It’s the same guy who kicked Rob, my friend and employee, in the head.I feel the dead weight as his body goes slack, eyes staring into nothing while his breathing stops.This fucker is just as dead as my friend who he murdered.I step back and wipe the knife clean on the dead man’s pants.