Dirty Wars – The Lion and The Mouse Read Online Kenya Wright

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Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 248926 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1245(@200wpm)___ 996(@250wpm)___ 830(@300wpm)
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Prepared for the impact, I held my breath as water encased my entire body.

I barely had time to crane my neck before the yacht exploded, sending a bright flash of light in front of me.

I lost the hold on Giorgio’s hand.

Panic gripped me.

I closed my eyes.

A wave of water crashed into my body, sending me away.

Another boom came.

My body jerked deeper into the water as if it were an invisible hand wrenching me further down.

No. No. No.

My lungs burned, begging for oxygen.

I opened my eyes. The salt burned my lids and stung my nose.

The world around me was now a dark and deep endless blue. So much water all around. It rushed past me in a torrent. Billowing waves surged and collided. Then, the waves crashed into me, smacking me like a thousand fingers and driving me to the ocean floor.

Please!

I struggled to swim to the surface, trying not to swallow any water. My body twisted in rage against the cruel waves. I kicked my legs furiously, fighting the watery pull.

Come on. Come on.

Inky blackness poured over me, blinding my view. I felt like I was sinking deeper down into the ocean.

I didn’t know if I was now under the yacht or simply too deep in the water.

Planks of wood dove by me.

I kicked my feet fast and moved my arms, but with no oxygen, I began losing energy.

Fear consumed me.

Lord!

More waves tossed me up and down, making me feel like I was being buried alive by the treacherous ocean.

Help!

Without a single breath of air, I clung to consciousness like a sailor clinging to a mast during a raging storm.

God! Please!

A lifeless corpse slammed into me with tremendous force, knocking the last bit of air out of my lungs. Water filled my mouth and invaded my throat and nose. My eardrums felt close to bursting from the pressure.

I don’t want to die now!

Then, darkness consumed me.

Chapter 48

A Dead Man's Wishes

Emily

Kaz gave me a nice family picnic on the beach.

It ended up being an emotionally romantic experience stimulating all my senses. Kaz’s Siberian Train wreck sandwiches excited my tongue and filled my stomach. The sun warmed my face. Waves crashed and lapped against the powder white sand. Seagulls cawed off in the distance. The salty cool breeze fluttered through my hair.

It was a much needed peace after these violent days of getting rid of our enemies and learning about the horrific reality of my mind.

Soon, Baba showed up to hang out with Paolo and Harlem. Due to that, Kaz and I seized the opportunity to head off and get some steamy time.

We’d been walking hand-in-hand on the beach, when Wassily rushed up to us. “Kazimir! Kazimir! The Mouse has a phone call.”

We stopped.

I reached for the device.

Kaz took the phone, before I could touch it. “Who is on the phone?”

Wassily frowned. “Fela.”

I parted my lips in shock.

Wassily gestured to the phone. “I muted it, but was unsure what to do.”

I let out a long breath. “Give me the phone, Kaz.”

“Absolutely not. If Fela wants to end this, then he deals with me.”

“I get it, baby, but the goal is to end this, not who ends it—”

“You and my son have been under enough stress—”

“And you’ve been through a lot too.”

“I am a man. I can handle it—”

“And because I’m a woman, I can’t?”

He groaned in annoyance. “Mysh, you know what I am trying to say.”

“I do.” I gave him a sad smile. “But, if Fela wants to talk to me, then let him.”

Wassily stirred, probably unsure of if he should walk off or remain standing in front of us.

Kaz gestured to the phone. “And if Fela brings out Lunita with whatever mental game he may be running through this phone conversation?”

I grinned. “Then, you take Lunita to Fela to finish the conversation face-to-face.”

The line in his jaw twitched. “You think that is funny?”

“Sorry.” I ran my fingers through my hair. “Like I said, you have been through a lot too. Let me handle this, baby.”

His brows furrowed. “I will put it on speaker.”

“And you will not interrupt or jump in—”

“I will, if necessary—”

“Kaz, I want to finish this in the coming days.” I swallowed. “Let me talk.”

He curled his lips upwards into a fang-baring sneer, turning very much into the lion that he was named after.

I kept my voice calm. “Please, baby.”

He tightened his grip on the phone, and then rubbed his forehead. “Do you know how difficult it will be for me to quietly stand to the side while some man possibly threatens you?”

“If it happens, just remember that I’m not a punk ass bitch. I’m equally lethal to you.” I shrugged. “And, please know that when I show up, I can give out as many head shots as you.”

He gave a half smile, yet anger still cornered his lips. “It is one of my favorite qualities about you.”



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