The merman, my man novel Chapter 15

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 15

Despite being held at gunpoint, Dicken didn’t jump into the sea. Instead, he stood tall and confidently as he faced Gary. He arched his back slightly and it looked like he was preparing to attack. The whole time he kept me tucked behind him.

Dicken had already gotten into a combat position. His upper body was leaned forward and his hands were like a pair of sharp sickles, he looked like a demon that had risen from hell.

I cou1dn’t let them face off like this, it would become a disaster!

I mustered all of my courage as I popped out from behind Dicken. I extended my arms and jumped in front of Dicken then shouted, “Gary, don’t pull the trigger! “

Gary didn’t listen to me, he even undid the safety lock. He said cruelly, “Back off, Linda. This is a military operation.“

“What?“ I forced myself to remain calm. Why would the research Gary and I had done have anything to do with military operations? Gary must have been hiding something from me. There must be a scheme behind this!

“As a biologist, I won’t allow you to kill him! “

As I said that, I turned around to hug Dicken even though my height was only up to his waist. By doing this I thought I could deter Gary. He wouldn’t just let me die, would he?

I tried my best to push Dicken into the sea, but even with the boat swaying so strongly in the stormy winds I couldn’t move him even by an inch.

At that moment, Dicken seemed to understand what I was trying to do. He grabbed me and he leaned us both backward, preparing to jump into the sea. I felt like the world was spinning. Were Dicken and I really about to jump into the sea?

I didn’t have much time to think so I quickly held my breath in preparation.

Just as I took a deep breath in, I heard a muffled bang, followed by a sharp pain in my thigh. I could feel Dicken’s body shake slightly as several bullets were fired in his direction.

I spun aside onto the ground. The pain in my thigh made it difficult to move, but I didn’t care about my own injuries. I was more concerned about Dicken because I saw him get shot several times in his tail. He toppled down weakly by my side.

His wounds bled a blue liquid which quickly mixed with my blood, producing a peculiar scene.