Page 132 of Allegiance

She grabbed his arm, slammed her foot down on the toe of his shoe, driving her heel through his foot, and then kneed him in the stomach.

When his partner went for her, she elbowed him in the nose and used her other foot to slam backward into his thigh before driving the other heel into his leg.

Then, because her husband had asked her to, she broke him.

He went down, screaming in pain. The whole time, she had Stellan’s arm in a lock and then worked his shoulder over until she heard the pop.

Ehhh, it wasn’t a leg, but she hoped a shoulder would do.

She dislocated it, kneed him in the face, and then used her fist to slam into his temple.

He.

Went.

Out.

Then, she turned and walked toward Cecil who was very cognizant of what was going down around him.

The shit was hitting the fan.

“Who are you?” he asked, as he tried to crabwalk away from her, but he had a broken leg and was in pain.

From the shadows, Rogue was amused.

Oh, these two cops.

Idiots.

“Abducting women for Chevy? You’re a piece of shit, so now, I’m your worst fucking nightmare,” she said, grabbing his head, and kneeing him in the face.

The crunch of his nose told the tale.

That had to hurt.

From the power behind the knee to the face, his head snapped back, and he went out.

When Rogue came out of the shadows, he was grinning.

“Remind me never to forget your birthday, our anniversary, or the day you gave birth to our son. I’m not being Mamba’d. That was particularly nasty, and oh so sexy, Snake lady.”

She went to him, and the switch was flipped.

“You seemed to have forgotten Valentine’s Day on your list.”

He laughed.

“Oh, I’ll never forget that day. Ever. Trust me. I look forward to it.”

She cuddled into his side as he pulled out his phone. He rattled off a text, one-handed as he took that moment to be in very close contact with his wife.

‘J, we have two cops contained. My locator is on. We’ll get them ready for you. Also, as a heads-up, we spoke to Eve. Adder is coming back, and she’s heading your way. Retirement was for the birds. Dakota is about to shit himself when he finds out. If you love me at all, you’ll record his face when he finds out. I want to watch it later.’

He hit send, laughing the entire time. When he showed his wife, she grinned.

“Yeah, he’s going to have a stroke-worthy headache before the day is up.”

That was an understatement.