Harmless Revenge: A Harmless World Novel (Harmless #11)

Sean opened his eyes, and saw the look on Letov’s face the second before he picked up a pistol and shot them both in their heads. Neither man expected it, for they didn’t even try to move.

“Thank God. They were getting on my nerves.”

He squatted down and grabbed Sean by the hair. “Now, it’s time we have a little fun before the end.”

When he stood, he grabbed Sean and righted the chair. It took considerable effort, since the man wasn’t in that good of shape. Letov then went to his table where he had kept the gun and unrolled a pack. Various sharp instruments caught the dim light from above. But that wasn’t what caught Sean’s eye. There was what looked to be a bomb on the far end of the table. The fucker had much worse plans than Sean had ever thought.

Twenty-eight

They made it in relatively easily, and that worried Jaime. There was a chance Letov’s fast journey had left him unprepared, but Letov was a sick bastard. He could have planned to lure them there to torture Royce and Sean. Killing Randy and Jaime in front of the two of them—before they were killed themselves—would be something Letov would do.

The man really had lived too long. People like him shouldn’t be able to cause this much pain.

Randy used hand signals to tell her that he was going to head down the hallway. She nodded and followed his lead. They both had armed themselves with automatics, but they also had pistols and various knifes. There was no way they were not going to get out of there.

They made their way down to the very end of the hallway. All the rooms were empty but the last one. They heard talking, and Jaime knew it was Letov.

The door was partially open, and it was easy to see inside. She could see Letov striding around the room, a sharp instrument in his hand. She saw her father then. His arms were tied to the chair he was sitting in, his face was bloodied, and his shirt had dried blood on it. She didn’t know if he was even breathing. Her heart stuttered, as if it were going to stop, when she saw Sean. He was in a chair also, soaking wet, and with a little blood. He was watching Letov as he paced back and forth. Randy made a motion with his hand, and there it was, the almost imperceptible nod. Sean knew they were there. But, he wasn’t calling for them to come. Why?

Sean made a motion with his head, and Randy positioned himself to see what Sean was telling him. When he did, Randy’s face lost all color. He stepped back then signaled a C and a four.

Fuck. A bomb.

“You would think you would have been smarter. Lassiter said you would never fall for the plan, but you did, didn’t you? You just couldn’t deal with not flaunting those two disgusting lovers of yours.” Letov made a noise. “That slut and the gay boy.”

Jaime wanted to go in with guns blazing, but they didn’t know about guards.

“Funny you should say that. I mean, you look down on healthy sexual appetites, considering your own.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Sean made his own sound of disgust. “It’s said you like young girls. The younger the better.”

She shared a look with Randy, who shrugged.

“I do not.”

“Oh, then maybe it’s boys.”

“Bastard,” Letov screamed as raised his hand and brought the sharp weapon down onto Sean’s thigh. He dropped the others he held and backhanded Sean. His chair toppled, but he seemed to be ready for it. The minute he hit the floor, he swung his feet around and tripped Letov. The man went down with a grunt, and she and Randy burst into the room. She kept her back against the wall, taking assessment of the situation. Two of his men were down, shot in the head.

Randy walked over to Letov and kicked him in the face. He didn’t even give the man time to stand. The blow sent him to the ground again, unconscious.

“Get Sean. I’ll get your father,” Randy said. Randy felt Royce’s pulse and sighed. “Strong and steady.”

Relief filtered through her, as she helped Sean up, then cut the plastic cuffs with one of the knives Letov had dropped. As soon as he was free, he stood up, then he staggered.

“Hey, there, be careful,” she said. “How many more?”

“I don’t know. I know about those two, but I had just come to a few minutes ago.”

“Royce, buddy, are you in there?” Randy said as he slapped her father’s face.

“Take Sean,” she said as she went to her father. “Royce, wake up.”

He stirred opening his eyes. “Jaime, you’re here.”

“Yes, and we need to get out of here.”