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Chapter 9

“Good. Let’s go get it.” The man gripped Cole’s bicep hard with his free hand, using the pistol to urge him forward.

Please, please, God, let Gideon do…something, or we’re both dead, ran through Cole’s mind as he and the man entered the office.

“Where’s the safe,” the man asked.

Cole paused, then had an idea. If it doesn’t work, I’m probably dead, but…“Over here,” he replied, going to the chest holding the coffeemaker—with the man right beside him. Cole had brewed a new pot of coffee less than an hour ago and it was half full and still hot. He grabbed the handle, swung around, then threw the coffee in the man’s face.

The man screamed in pain, dropping the gun as he scrabbled backward, trying to wipe away the scalding liquid. Above the screaming, Cole thought he heard a shout—then a gun shot. God, let that be Gideon shooting, not the other guy