Total pages in book: 168
Estimated words: 169013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 845(@200wpm)___ 676(@250wpm)___ 563(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 169013 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 845(@200wpm)___ 676(@250wpm)___ 563(@300wpm)
Sadness tweaked her blood-soaked lips, and she lifted her hand and set it on his chest. “It’s your heart. It’s your heart.”
Then her arm slumped to the ground.
A wail rose from the depths of him. A sonic boom that reverberated in the stillness of the night.
No.
No, no, no, no, no.
He fought to stand, strain burning through his muscles, agony firing through his being as he grabbed her by the arm and tried to drag her.
Desperate shouts of misery cleaved from his mouth. “Help! Help! Someone, please help!”
But there was nothing.
No one to save them. No one to fight for them.
And he was weak.
So weak.
Darkness enclosed, and he fell face first to the damp earth.
The heart she thought he had imploding.
FORTY-SIX
SILAS
My cell rang from my pocket, and I ripped it out, heaving a relieved breath while my pulse simultaneously skyrocketed.
“It’s Cash,” I ground out to the guys who were again gathered in the shop, giving the signal of the call’s importance.
I strode out the open bay and into the glaring daylight where it was quiet.
The last four days had been torture.
Blissful fucking torture but torture all the same.
Giving Brinley orgasm after orgasm that she insisted on delivering right back, all while knowing the time was fast approaching that I had to end it.
Holding onto it for a few moments more like a glutton, feeding on all her good when I knew I was only going to turn around and ruin.
Getting more and more attached as I did.
Both of us curling up sated and tangled in my sheets, waking up with my head buried between her lush thighs, sending her to those heights all over again.
I never took it beyond that, like not doing so would somehow afford the two of us some kind of amnesty from the coming pain.
I knew it was bullshit, but I couldn’t fucking stop. I accepted the call and brought my cell to my ear.
“Cash.” It was a low slash of urgency.
We needed to get this thing done, and the more time that passed, the more precarious the situation got.
“Silas,” he grunted in his abrupt way.
“Tell me you have news.”
Four days ago, I’d texted to update him on what had happened, fact that blood had been spilled. Another body buried deep in the woods and even deeper underground.
The definitive link the bastard had to Kent.
“Dereck called last night. We have a go three nights from now,” he said.
My guts tangled in a smack of antsy anticipation and something that felt a little too close to grief.
My attention whipped to the windows that fronted the lobby, no way to stop the trajectory. Mirrored and shimmery, my abhorrent reflection was the only thing I could see staring back.
There was no way to see the beauty through the glass, but I felt her moving around on the other side, anyway.
Likely plucking away at those keys, trying to sculpt Torque & Talon’s accounting into some semblance of shape. Actually making progress on the disaster when I really hadn’t anticipated her putting any real effort into it.
Not with the way I treated her when she first came here.
Hell, I was lucky she wasn’t sabotaging the whole damned thing.
I forced myself to turn away and focus on what was important.
The safety and deliverance of my crew.
Vengeance for my family.
The complete desolation of the foul repugnance that Kent Ellison propagated.
The monster had zero clue who he was messing with. Thinking he had the power to wield his control and we were just going to submit.
I couldn’t wait to see his face when I brought him to his end.
But there was something that clenched at the thought. A revolt coming on deep.
“You’re sure?” My teeth gnashed as I asked it.
“All his intel says it is, and everything I’ve found confirms it. There are three different drops occurring on the same night. I have full details and every meeting place. Dereck said every man in Kent’s organization is to be on that night. Three groups divvied out over the deals. Additionally, there will be a large contingency standing guard at his compound, plus a handful at another safehouse.”
My nerves rattled like a snake. “So we have to hit five different locations?”
We knew this was going to be the largest undertaking that we’d ever endeavored, but I didn’t have the full scale of it until then.
“That’s right,” he confirmed, a thread of uncertainty in his voice. Wondering if I really wanted to take this on. “Dereck said it’s a total of about eighty men, an estimation of ten involved in each deal, five at the safehouse, and the rest at the compound.”
“He’s sure that’s it?”
They all had to be taken out at precisely the same time. We couldn’t afford for anyone to alert the other, and we sure as hell couldn’t leave anyone as a witness.
Sure, there would be those on the fringes. Accomplices and associates. There was no way to strike down every connection.