Until a large hand on his back drove him into a tree.
All the air vanished from his lungs, forced out by the violent contact with the rough bark. Leon gulped for breath, lashing out with anything that was free at the same time. His foot connected with Grady’s shin. An elbow slammed into the man’s side. He tried to swing a fist around at his face, but Grady was too far away, his arms long enough to pin Leon like a bug.
“Son of a b***h!” Leon snarled. “Let me go!”
“What the f**k is wrong with you?”
Leon barely heard the question. He heard his thudding heart, and beneath that, the unmistakable sound of Grady’s gun sliding out of the holster. Right before the tip of the gun pressed against his nape.
“Is this what you want?”
He froze. He’d fight any man tooth and nail if he had to, but a
