Chapter 132

• Shaking his head, TC sidestepped them, going around the house to collect her hidden weapons. Oksana had to have been well-trained by her brothers. They must have told her to always be prepared for a fight and it wasn't a bad thing. Most women could benefit from that kind of advice. Especially those who lived in an unfavorable or abusive environment. He found a knife under one of the chairs, another gun in the kitchen, and two in the bedroom. The one in the closet caught his attention. A sniper rifle. She could have easily taken him out anytime. What was she waiting for? Assembling all of them, he went back to the living room and put them on the table then took the one in her hand.
• "I think that's right about it. Did I miss anything else?" He asked observing her and coming to the conclusion that he had. Stepping closer to her, TC stared into her eyes then leaned towards her and took out the pins in her hair. After taking the weapons belonging to the dead guys, he nodded. Only then did Trent drop his hand.
• "Who the hell are you people?"