The sharp crack of gunfire sent Katie and Patty diving behind the nearest bushes, their hearts hammering against their ribs as they pressed themselves low against the ground.
Though Katie hated to acknowledge it, she had to give Patty credit—these mercenaries were leagues better than her family's pathetic excuse for bodyguards.
At least these men had the backbone to actually pull weapons on Harold and Phoebe.
Her own security detail had scattered like frightened rabbits the moment Harold dismissed them. The humiliation still burned.
Patty shared the sentiment completely. Standing beside Katie made her feel invincible, as if she commanded an army.
Once her hired guns dragged Harold away and eliminated Phoebe, she'd earn serious recognition for this operation.
This could be her chance to eclipse Sergio's standing and position herself as the crucial link between the Hale Group and the power players who mattered.
But dreams had a habit of crashing into brutal reality.
