axon's eyes, replaced by a c

. His voice was raw, deep,

e side pocket of her canvas bag and

-soaked denim, exposing the wound. The gash was deep, c

closely, noting that her face didn't even t

it multiple times into a thick, dense pad, pressed it directly over the deepest part of the gash

r of cold sweat broke out on her foreh

xon's cold eyes. He recognized s

live?" Jaxon sneered, leaning ba

re. "Because no one else can make you sto

knocks hammered agai

from the hallway. "I'm looking

nt rigid. She stared

sted the cuffs of his bespoke suit jack

t and pulled out a Glock fi

rd the back of the sofa, g

e carpet and crouched behind the heavy

r. With one hand, he unl

contractor shoved his weight against

rist and drove the heavy steel grip of t

stantly, falling forward in

traps of his tactical vest and

out into

t.

d shots ec

o the room. His face was completely d

ket and wiped a single drop of blood off his silv

crypted number. "Keith. VIP cabin three. I am leaving three targets behind. Have the cleanup c

thout waiting for a respons

wn at the so

ge of the leather a

off this train,"