Tattoo lay gasping.
Two down.
Rio turned for Boneyard.
The man’s fist caught him in the jaw. Rio spun, the pain a burst of fire and heat. But he caught himself on a table and reared back knowing Boneyard would be closing in.
He caught Boneyard in the mouth, given the cry, and by the time he turned, blood spurted from the gusher of broken lips.
The man looked battered. But he wasn’t fazed, and Rio had the very real sense of a bullfighter facing an enraged Brahma.
Doors burst open as Boneyard came at Rio.
Rio sidestepped him, pushing one hand away, then the other, and delivered a punch to the man’s ear.
“Step back!”
Boneyard fell like a sack onto the floor and Rio put his hands up.
Guns, his face against the wall, hands zip-tying his, and the guards dragged him away.
They shoved him into a cell.
“C’mon!” Rio said as they stripped off the zip ties. “I didn’t start it!”
“But you finished it.”
He didn’t know which guard said it—hadn’t gotten to know any of them, really. Hadn’t planned on being here long enough to need an inside man.
Maybe that had been a mistake. He slid down the gray cinder block wall, breathing hard, his head against the cool wall. “You’d better put Boneyard away too!”
No answer, his voice pinging through the tiny six-by-nine cell.
He’d caught a glimpse of Jaden’s wide-eyed, horrified, pitiful relief as they dragged Rio away. Now, the expression dug in, found soil. He’d worn that same expression once upon a time. Probably should tell the guards to grab the kid, put him in solitary, too, for his own protection.
But that might end up with a good kid losing his mind.
Shoot. Shoot! Rio moved his jaw, testing. Not broken, this time.
At least solitary here had a window, the midnight sun casting a glow through the tiny grated opening nine feet in the air. A simple bed, a stainless toilet and sink. Cement table.
Hopefully he’d only be here overnight.
He hadn’t even seen Darryl as the guard led him away.
Just walk away.
Rio closed his eyes, his knees drawn up, the adrenaline still hot in his veins. Wow, he knew better.
But maybe he should just concede that once a criminal, always a criminal. Even if you worked for the good guys.
Still. Rio wanted to hit something.
He closed his eyes, listened to the beating of his heart. And prayed for Tuesday.
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