I almost felt bad for Rafe. Almost. But the fact that he'd been hedging his bets and Amara's life was the prize... I shook my head. Even that small mercy was swept from my heart. He was nothing but an overgrown child in the body of a man. Petulant and privileged, he walked through this life as if it owed him something. Not that he had to earn it. Not that he had to train or work for it. But that it would be given to him out of some skewed sense of familial beneficence and entitlement. I shook my head as he struggled to his feet. Crossed my arms as he lurched from side to side with blood loss and a wounded thigh. When the color drained from his face, leaving him a ghost in his own skin, I rocked back on my heels.We all waited in heavy silence as he made his way out of the room. When the doors finally shut behind him, I heard Momma tell Nico to send a couple guards after him. Nico nodded. "With pleasure." He turned and jogged towards the door. He stuck his head out. His voice
My brother swaggered in as if he hadn't just been at the mercy of the small woman in my arms. The confidence that leaked through every pore made me grind my teeth together. How had I not seen this? This arrogance? The cocksurity that oozed from him like the stink of a skunk? I heard Momma's sucked in breath, and knew she was seeing Rafe as I was. We, all of us, had been too busy with our own lives to see the shitshow that Rafe had made of his. Well, those poor choices in the past were coming back to bite us all in the asses now. Getting Eden's attention, I signed to her, "Tell Momma I want family here witness. Rafe not shield like past." I watched her take in the signs. Her poor, exhausted mind worked to rearrange them into English.Eden's eyes widened as she watched me. I saw her bite her lip and nod. But she walked over to my mother despite her trepidation. Eden bent down, whispered in Momma's ear. Momma's gaze shot to me. She nodded. Looking across the room, she held up a
As the ambient light of the room began to darken, some of the kitchen staff started to bring in tables and chairs. They set them up against the far side of the room. Once the tables were in place, they started bringing out plates and bowls and servers and platters and everything else that looked more suited to a large buffet style restaurant. "Eat," Dante, the head house manager, said. With a quick smile and bow of his head to Momma and Papa, he and his staff slipped to the sides of the room. Momma stood up again. Clapped her hands. "Everyone, it is time to eat. Tech crew, you call out what you want, we will serve you." So saying, she walked over to Nik. Bent down so she could hear the younger woman. Momma smiled as she nodded and straightened. "I'll get it for you, figlia." She pressed a kiss to Nik's hair and moved down the line of tech team members. When she had a couple orders, she moved to the line. Handed plates to a couple of the security team. Told them what to put
After what seemed like the longest day in the history of forever, we finally got to spread out to our various cottages and go to sleep. Massi and I tucked Amara in for the night, back in her Nonna and Nonno's rooms. We fell into our bed. After the revelations of the afternoon and evening, I was almost blackout tired. I slid straight into sleep. And straight into my nightmares. Knowing I was dreaming didn't make it any easier. Didn't relieve any of the terror. If anything, it just seemed to prolong it. Racing along the roofline to the next section of houses, I smiled. The wind caught at my hair, whipping it out behind me in a fluttering curtain that tingled along my scalp. Excitement and adrenaline pumped through my veins. One last hit and I was done. Out from under Hugo and his thugs. A life of my own. A life without death or killing. As I reached the far end of the apartment complex, I heard the sharp thppt of a silenced weapon seconds before I felt the burning slice of th
Between the twelve of us, we piled into two SUVs and started up the coast. The moon was full and bright. A killing moon, if there ever was one. It was so bright, we wouldn't even need to use the NVGs we'd brought. We would just need to set up and get in place. I rested my head on the seat back. Closed my eyes. Just like I did for prep on any target takedown, I ran through everything one last time in my head. Every step, every action. Every possible reaction. When there were no surprises, the mission ran smoother. Not that I could account for every imaginable possibility, I did try to mitigate the most obvious and the somewhat possible. You couldn't be in my line of work and not learn a thing or two about contingencies. Every good death dealer had a system. This was mine. The low chatter of the men around me was a comforting background noise. While I'd learned to travel alone and do solitary work, I had to admit that having my brothers-both blood and bond-around me was nice. Mo
I was jarred from sleep by a hard hand on my shoulder. Before I was fully awake, I had the person smashed into the table where my head had been laying. A knife to the throat and one hand up between the shoulders. "Sweet Pete, Eden, it's just me," Nico said. His mouth was smooshed into the desktop, his words a little garbled. Once I blinked myself awake fully, I noted that the men were all back in the room and the faint pink light that seemed to flood it. With a sheepish grin, I pulled my knife back, let him go. "Sorry. You don't want to wake me up by touching me. Ever." I slid my knife back into its sheath. Nico seemed confused on which part of his body to soothe first, his face, wrist, or shoulder. He nodded. "Obviously. Although I wish someone would have told me that sooner." He glared at Massi. Massi just smiled, pointed to his throat, shook his head. His hair was damp and he was wearing different clothes than what he left in. My man must have gotten a little messy durin
Eden's body was stiffer than I would have thought possible after such a brain-bending orgasm. But I knelt at her feet and helped her put her pants back on. With her tattered panties in my pocket, I made sure the evidence of our lovemaking was cleared out before we left the room. I wanted to hold her in my arms. Smell her unique fragrance as we tumbled into sleep. Walking beside her on our way back to our cottage, I couldn't help but notice that her shoulders were stiff. Her gait agitated. I'd never known this woman to have anything but a fluid walk. My brow furrowed as I ran over what just happened in the mission ops room. Had I done something to hurt her? Upset her? Bruise her feelings? Nothing came to mind, but it wasn't my mind I had to worry about. It was hers. The tension in her shoulders had me gritting my teeth by the time I ushered her into our temporary home. We were going to talk about it. Whatever it was. She stopped just inside the room, turned around. Her head
Once I was done eating, I told Jessa and Willow that I wanted to meet with the girls. The guys had knocked their mission down in less than a day. And considering how at ease Massi seemed now, I couldn't wait to get rid of Hugo and start feeling light and breezy as well. Gathered in the mission ops room with just the girls, I gave them the information I'd found last night. "So, it seems that in addition to losing quite a bit of money since I left, Uncle Hugo has gotten in a bit too deep with a loan shark in Portugal. He's running up a huge interest tab and has already suffered some broken bones for his lack of payment."Nik snorted. "The man is former special forces, and he gets hammered by a local thug? Doesn't seem too badass to me."I smiled. "Well, he's gotten fat and lazy since I became his cash cow. Which works all the better for our mission."Mags slapped her palms against each other and rubbed them together. "Finally. I've been getting old and grumpy waiting for some ac