Dr Meera Saravana has been on the run for the last ten years due to a fatal misunderstanding. She ends up in New York, hoping that maybe this time everything will work out. But that's turning out to be impossible the more she gets involved with the...
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Meera's eyes were screaming at me not to move as Jay dragged her away from me.
I could only watch hopelessly.
One of the Singhania's men took the butt of his gun and brought it down on the back my head. I stumbled but didn't go down, Anya had her arm around me to keep me up.
I could feel the blood trickling down my temple, dripping onto the concrete floor but I couldn't care less.
"Stay out of our affairs, dog," the man said with a thick accent. "We will leave you with your lives since we have what we want."
I grab him by the arm, getting so close to his face that I could see his pupils.
"I'll hunt you down," I growled, ignoring the pain. "I'm going to rip you to shreds if you do anything to her."
He snatched his arm away and kicked me on the chest. I felt my ribs throb as I crumbled.
"Ivan!" Anya rushed to my side. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"They took her," I growled, getting back up. "They took Meera. They must not want to live."
It was tense in the garden. My mother and the rest of her guests were inside without any idea what was going on here.
Singhania's men outnumbered us and they were more heavily armed.
I gently pushed Anya away. "Find Nik," I whispered.
Hey eyes widened. "And leave you here?!"
"Better me than you." I stated. "You can mobilize everyone and I can buy you time."
"Ivan..."
"Go." I pleaded. "Just go, I'll keep their fire off of you."
Eddie stepped forward with his gun drawn. He pulled Anya behind him.
"I got her, Boss!"
"Get going."
"Yes, Boss!"
I watched Anya and him retreat, fixing their way back into the party hall. I trusted them to get the rest of our back up here on time and evacuate the hall.
Things were about to get bloody.
If I had to get to meera, I had to cut and shoot my way through all her fathers men.
Fine.
I could do anything for her, even murder.
It's just another day at the office.
I took my gun and aimed at the man who hit me, squeezing the trigger.
It was a bloodbath after that.
The garden was alright with gunfire and blood. I hid behind one of the trees, taking well aimed shots. Several bullets sprayed across the lawn hitting the tree and sending splinters everywhere.
