They entered the kitchen to make lunch together and talked easily the entire time. Even though they were already best friends, they discovered that things felt different now that they were in a relationship. They confided intimate details of their lives that they had never shared before.
They were sitting together on the couch after lunch when the security strobe lights activated unexpectedly. Who the hell was trying to break in? Rick jumped up from the couch and ran to the war room with Christian following closely behind. Moving to the wall, Rick flipped a switch to raise the map board and uncover the surveillance screens. Three men were moving in from the east perimeter while another three were approaching from the west. Fuck, who were these guys?
“We’ve got a situation at the house.” Rick glanced towards Christian as he talked on the phone. Chase and Cameron had gone out for lunch, and Killian had yet to arrive home after finishing at the police station.
“According to the surveillance feed we have six unidentified men currently breaching the perimeter.” Christian paused to listen and then nodded his head. “All right, we’ll see you soon.”
“What did Chase have to say?” Rick asked, as he moved towards the wall locker that secured their bigger guns.
“He said to keep them at bay, but to try not to kill anyone until he arrives,” Christian stated as he picked up his sniper rifle. “I’m going to set up on the balcony in my room and try to force them to take cover, which should buy us enough time for Chase and the others to arrive.”
Rick nodded his head, pulling out his own sniper rifle. Sliding a comms unit across the table for Christian, he placed a second unit in his ear. Rick positioned himself on the third floor, opposite of Christian, to keep his eyes on the three men approaching from the west.
“I’m situated in my room; my guys are still moving towards the house. I’m going to fire some warning shots.” Christian whispered into Rick’s ear through the comms unit.
Rick slid his window open and placed the barrel of his rifle on the sill. He heard shots coming from Christian’s side of the house and realized that Christian must have used his silencer because the shots he was hearing were obviously return fire. Lining up his own shot, Rick aimed for the dirt in front of the intruders. They reacted by scrambling to find cover in the opened field. He would have laughed if the situation wasn’t so serious.
Rick ducked his head down as the other men returned fire. Fuck, they hadn’t bothered with silencers. Who the hell had sent them? The only person who came to mind was Logan.
“You okay?” Rick breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Christian in his ear again.
They were both being targeted with return fire.
“I’m good. How about you?”
“I’m good; motherfuckers shot out my window though,” Christian grumbled. “I hear a car pulling up, it’s probably Chase.”
“Okay, let me know what’s happening,” Rick stated as he kept an eye on the men outside.
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