Page 83 of The Hero She Loves

Her heart lodged in her throat.

Parker leaped from the helicopter.

Oh, God.

A second later, he hit the deck and rolled. Then he was up on his feet.

“You don’t fucking touch her.” Without pause, he attacked Olson.

The pair crossed the deck, trading blows. They fought hard—vicious kicks, violent punches. Then they slammed into each other, straining. It almost looked like they weren’t doing anything, but she knew they were using all their strength and energy to grapple.

They broke apart and Park landed a punch to Olson’s head. He jerked to the side and spat blood on the deck.

Then, he charged, his face twisted. Park dodged, but Olson caught him and hammered two hard punches into his gut.

Park winced and grabbed him, chopping a hard hit into his back.

Jenna fought her bindings. She had to get free and help him.

She saw Park ram a knee up into Olson’s stomach, then step back. He pulled out a handgun. Olson kicked his leg up and caught the gun. It flew through the air and hit the railing. She gasped. For a second, she was sure it would tip over the edge and into the water.

Instead, it hit the deck and slid out of view.

“You have nowhere to go, Olson,” Park gritted out.

“I’m smarter and better than all of you.” Olson smirked. “I’ll get away. I always do.”

Park shook his head. “See that boat incoming.”

Jenna looked to the side and saw a boat gaining on them.

“Vander Norcross is onboard.” Park smiled. “You aren’t getting away this time.”

There was a flash of fear on Olson’s face before he hid it. “Norcross has gone soft.” He rushed at Park.

Park blocked the kicks, but then Olson got a chop to his side.

His injured side.

Park stumbled, catching himself on the railing.

She scowled. Olson was fighting dirty.

She struggled with the ropes on her wrists.Come on.Finally, they loosened.Yes.

The ropes fell to the deck.

She ran and kicked Olson from behind. He spun and bared his teeth at her. He took a step toward her.

Park attacked him from behind.

Olson growled and spun. The men collided, straining against each other. She saw Olson reaching for his belt.

For the knife he had sheathed there.

No. Not happening.

Jenna leaped on Olson’s back. She got her arm around his neck and started choking him.