Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 143382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 717(@200wpm)___ 574(@250wpm)___ 478(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 143382 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 717(@200wpm)___ 574(@250wpm)___ 478(@300wpm)
“Chill, Javi,” I said soothingly. “Knox is up there, and Brady’s coming to relieve him. She’s not going to be alone.”
Just as slowly, Javi turned to look at me.
Mm-hmm.
Pounding displeasure.
“You sure you got this right?” he asked in a low voice.
“I’m sure Harlow’s a grown-ass woman who can make decisions for herself, and one she’s made is that she’s an Angel. So I don’t know why you’re asking me that shit when she’s sitting right next to you,” I replied.
“Yeah,” Harlow chimed in, and Javi turned back to her. “I don’t know why you’re asking Jess. I’m right here. And I’m an Angel. And I pull my weight.”
Her voice was getting higher on the last few words, which sadly made them sound cute rather than I-got-this badass.
Then again, nearly everything Harlow did was cute.
Javi didn’t have a chance to reply.
Raye decelerated, turned off her lights, and we were all silent as she crept into the abandoned, weeds-growing-through-cracks-in-the-pavement parking lot on the other side of the warehouse.
When we came to a stop, Javi leaned forward, tipped his eyes up and checked out the warehouse.
He sat back and looked at me. “You got a setup up there?”
I nodded.
“Respect,” he murmured.
Apparently, they’d set it up without him knowing.
This made me proud, not knowing why, since I wasn’t on the Nightingale team, and I had nothing to do with it considering the men had taken over that part. If it had been us, there was a good likelihood even the president would know of our maneuvers.
Still.
Harlow got out but stood there and girlie waved into the car. “Later, guys.”
“I’m walking you up,” Javi stated, forcing her out of the doorway as he got out.
“I can walk up some stairs,” she told him.
“Woman. I. Am. Walking. You. Up,” Javi stated very clearly.
“All righty,” Harlow whispered, her head tipped way back so she could stare up at him.
She was at least a foot shorter than him, and I couldn’t see all of him, since head and shoulders were cut off from view by the car, but I still thought they looked cute together, which was again terrifying at the same time awesome.
“Later,” Luna and I called to get them moving along since we both sensed they could stand there all night, gazing at each other.
“Text when you’re safely in position,” Raye ordered. “We’re not leaving until we get it.”
“Gotcha,” Harlow replied.
Javi shut the door carefully, so it didn’t make a noise.
And we all sat and watched as they headed to the dark building, Javi with his hand at the small of her back, Harlow’s jaunty step making her ponytail sway side to side…yeah, like she was a grown-up cheerleader.
“He doesn’t know where they’re heading, why is he guiding her?” Luna grumbled.
“Because his other option is to morph into a complete caveman, throw her over his shoulder and take her to his lair in order to both save her from a man’s job of surveillance at the same time have his wicked way with her,” Raye answered sardonically.
I gave voice to my feelings. “They’re cute together, and terrifying at the same time.”
“I think they’re just cute,” Raye put in her vote.
“I think they’re terrifying,” Luna said. “Jess already lost her brother to this shadow crew. I don’t want Harlow needing to live off the grid or whatever.”
We all pondered that point until all of our phones vibrated with a text.
I looked at mine.
I’m in. Brady’s already here. Harlow.
Is Javi still there? Me.
He melted into the shadows when we caught sight of Brady and Knox. Harlow.
Rad. Raye.
Be sharp. Be smart. Luna.
Of course, silly. Obviously, Harlow.
Raye didn’t move and we all kept watching the warehouse, even though Harlow was in place.
I knew why we did it.
We were waiting to see if we could catch Javi leaving.
But he must have found some exit not on our side of the building, because either he was sticking around, or he’d escaped into the night sight unseen.
Eventually, Raye put the car in gear and did a circle in the parking lot, pointing us toward the city.
“You’re right. He’s muy guapo,” Raye stated.
“Yep,” I replied.
“He’s also muy macho,” Luna put in. “Did you notice how he sidestepped the whole working together thing when, if he came onboard, we’d totally get this done faster. I mean, the man can’t even troll the camps because they’d make him, and he had to wait for us to find out what we got from our questioning. And we didn’t give him shit about asking, we just told him what we found out, even if it wasn’t much. We all play a part in this. He needs to get with the program.”
I couldn’t argue that.
I looked down at my phone and texted Harlow, Did you get Javi’s number?
I texted it to the string, and no one said anything, Raye just kept driving as we waited for a response.