79|Lucky Day

~Rylee~

Davide cocked his head, silently commanding me to follow him.

Fist clenched tightly, I flanked them. One man led the line. Davide kept a steady two steps behind me and the rest of his men trailed behind him.

Ten meters from the creek. That’s the only distance we could cover before the guy leading our pile dropped to the ground, a knife buried in his temple.

I dove to the ground, finding cover in the nearest tree trunk. Davide followed me like a magnet to an opposite pole, leaving his men kneeling in the open.

“Did you call it in?” Davide growled, voice waving with fear. He cocked his handgun, releasing the safety.

“Of course, I called it in.” I rolled my eyes, huffing as I peeked at Davide’s men who were still sitting ducks in the open. ‘Don’t they know the basics of an ambush?’ I thought, looking for any sign of the culprit. “But my husband won’t come with just a knife to save me.”

Davide pondered on my statement, huffing as he mimicked my position, peeking into his men.

“Tak