Chapter 37
Carter
The next time the door to the interview room opened, Carter was lying on his side on the floor, his face slack, the half-eaten burger beside him.
The water bottle was knocked over, its contents seeping into the carpet.
The guard paused in the doorway before cautiously stepping inside and quietly drawing the door closed.
The guard stepped over Carter to pick up the burger—just as Carter expected. While the guy was off-balance, Carter sprang up, grabbed his legs and tackled him to the floor. Before he knew what had happened, Carter had him disarmed and pinned, with the revolver jammed against the back of his neck.
“How’re you doing, Tyler? Was wondering when you’d be back to clean up the evidence. Wouldn’t want anyone testing that food and water now, would you?”
“You’re not gonna fire that in here.”
“You’re right. I just wanted to make sure you couldn’t.
I don’t need a weapon—I can kill you with my hands in several different ways.
Goes with the training. Self-defense, since you just tried to kill me, and I can prove it.
Better for both of us if you just lend me your uniform and your handcuffs, and I leave you to your guilty conscience. ”
“My uniform?”
“And your security pass. What a pity the video link is down. Gonna be a while before anyone comes to check on you, sitting here in your underwear, handcuffed to the table.”
And while Tyler Wade sat tight, Carter was going to find Alice and his mom. Because no way was he losing anyone, ever again.