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movements, staying a few feet behind him. Ryan
lifted a brow in silent question.
Sam just rolled a shoulder in a semblance of a
shrug.
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Ryan got it anyway. Sam didn t want his mate
in danger.
He did his best to dismiss the man. As long as
he didn t cause a problem with Ryan s shot, Sam
could stand or lie wherever he wanted. Since the
cameras were a hundred feet apart, he d have to
sight quickly, but the shots weren t tough. The
whole point of removing the cameras was to hide
their numbers from the guards and trainers
within. Ryan didn t remember hearing about
hidden cameras on the exterior, so hoped the plan
would work.
Sighting down the barrel, Ryan peered through
the scope. He took his time, checking first one shot
then the other. In his element, Ryan s lips curved
into a small smile as his pulse slowed. Time
seemed to stand still.
He let out a slow breath and squeezed the
trigger, moved his M24, and fired again. Almost
within a heartbeat, both cameras shattered. Ryan
leaped to his feet and, already on the run, slung
his rifle over his shoulder.
Two four-legged forms bounded past him and
Ryan recognized Vail and Payson. They easily
wriggled through the hole in the fence and loped
forward. He reached the broken section, and to his
surprise, Draven actually reached it right next to
him. His eyes widened in shock when he saw the
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man s red eyes and the claws extending from his
fingers.
Holy shit, he hissed, stumbling back a step as
he watched Draven easily slice through the metal,
creating a large enough gap for any of the men to
leap through.
He nearly jumped out of his skin when a set of
large hands landed on his shoulders, but then he
recognized Sam s masculine, earthy scent. It
soothed him, which he found odd in and of itself.
Still, he looked over his shoulder and knew his
wide-eyed expression held a request for
clarification.
Sam didn t disappoint. Draven is a vampire.
Vampires exist? Ryan hissed. How the hell
had he missed that little tidbit?
Come on, Sam urged, guiding him forward.
I ll explain later. We have work to do.
Damn it, Ryan growled when he turned and
saw everyone else had already reached the door.
Getting his ass in gear, Ryan shoved aside his
trepidation, jumped through the hole, and
sprinted toward the door. Everything okay?
asked Mutegi, who had paused to hold the door
open for him.
Ryan just grunted and headed inside, peering
down the long hallway. The white walls and rows
of doors were the same as he remembered. Just as
the emergency exit slammed behind him, he saw
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two guards round the corner at the end of the hall
forty feet away. Acting on instinct, Ryan ignored
the shifter s shouts of warning, dropped to one
knee and brought up his rifle. He fired two shots
and the guards crumpled.
He stayed where he was, waiting. Another pair
of guards appeared, and he downed one with his
last shot while someone standing over his
shoulder took out the other man even as he
reached for his Glock. He took the lull as an
opportunity to reload. As he did that, another pair
of men appeared.
Before he could bring the rifle back up, the men
each snapped off several shots.
Ryan dove toward the nearest doorway,
executing a shoulder roll. The sounds of growls
and snarling reached his ears as he regained his
feet in the room. He started to peer into the
hallway, but a broad-shouldered body blocked his
view. Sam scowled at him.
For a second, Ryan thought the man would yell
at him, considering how protective shifters
seemed to behave regarding their mates. Instead,
Sam cleared his expression, gave a sharp nod, and
stated, Nice shootin , Tex.
Ryan grinned, a surprised snort escaping him.
Thanks.
Sam turned and both of them peered out of the
room. Taking in the third pair of dead men, Ryan
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cringed. He wasn t certain if the men had died
from the several gunshot wounds on their chests
or from having their throats torn out.
Fuck, he mumbled.
Sam didn t comment. He headed down the hall.
Averting his gaze, Sam slung his rifle over his
shoulder and palmed his pistol. He followed
warily, watching for more guards. He needn t
have worried since, at this point, almost all the
shifters were between him and the end of the hall.
Only Mutegi remained behind him, watching their
sixes.
Following the African s lead, Ryan shifted his
focus between the emergency exit after all, if
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