Chapter 7 - The Desperate Alliance
Luke didn't hesitate for a single second.
He spun around and brutally kicked the nearest guard in the knee.
The sickening crunch of bone echoed through the study.
Using his free hand, Luke drew a suppressed pistol from his waistband.
He fired two rapid shots, dropping the other guards before they could raise their weapons.
"Run!" he screamed at me, tossing Brucie into my arms.
I caught my crying baby and sprinted out the heavy oak doors.
Luke followed closely behind, locking the study doors from the outside.
"They're going to kill us all!" I panicked as we ran down a long, opulent hallway.
"I didn't know she would go this far," Luke gasped, checking corners as we moved.
"I fell in love with you, Clover."
"That's why I ran away when you got pregnant."
"I was trying to hide you from her."
I wanted to hit him, to scream at him for ruining my life.
But right now, he was the only thing standing between my baby and a firing squad.
Alarms began to blare throughout the massive estate.
Heavy steel shutters violently slammed down over all the windows.
"The house is in lockdown," Luke groaned in despair.
A hissing sound started to emanate from the air vents above us.
A thick, sweet-smelling white gas began pouring into the corridor.
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"Nerve agent," Luke whispered, his eyes wide with pure terror.
We were trapped in a steel box, and we were about to suffocate.
