COLD STEEL, BLEEDING HEARTS
She saw herself in those eyes—the same dark, stubborn spark.
“Maya, stay there,” he called. Then he turned to the men in black. “Tell my brother it’s over. I’m not dead, and I’m not hiding anymore.”
The men in black stared at each other, lost. Then their leader pointed his weapon at David. “The Chairman said no witnesses. That means you die too.”
Before he could shoot, Julian tackled him from behind. The gun skidded into the snow. The other two rushed at Julian, but David moved faster. He struck one in the wrist, kicked the other’s knee. Both went down, hard.