Chapter 118
“Hello, Sam.” Jason’s voice was practically a sneer.
Sam moved Kate and the captain aside. P’yo still lay crumpled against a side wall.
He wished he could shoo them all out of the room, but he recognized Jason’s grip around Erika’s throat. Thumb pressure from behind combined with a quick jerk to the side and her neck would snap. He couldn’t do anything that might aggravate the man.
“Long time no see, bro. Lose it. All of it.”
He could feel Kate look at him but couldn’t let himself look away from the terror in Erika’s eyes. It felt as if he was the single thing holding her together.
Her terror backed off. Jason’s hold on her throat was too tight for her to even nod, but he knew she’d be ready. Damn but that was his kind of woman.
He stepped to the desk and set down his M4
