Chapter 137

“On your feet,” one of the men ordered, his gun pointed squarely at Vance’s chest.

Vance started to comply, then seemed to stagger. His hand landed on the edge of the partly open drawer of the bedside table as he tried to stay erect. His gaze flicked briefly to the man closest to Rico, and Rico knew Vance had seen him. He nodded, while he waited to see what Vance would do next.

Vance’s hand lifted. He fired once, the tranquilizer dart hitting one man in the upper arm. Rico shot at the same moment, the dart from his gun entering his target in the buttocks. Almost before the men could react, Vance was on his feet. A strong uppercut had his man on the floor, but not before the man fired one shot. Rico used the butt of his gun to knock his man out.