Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149137 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 746(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 497(@300wpm)
Ah, such sweet words, but there was a problem. They were probably going to die and soon. “Josh, I love you, too.”
Levi stood up, his face going cold. If her weight bothered him, he didn’t show it at all. “You’re not playing the game as well as I thought you would. Of course, your sister didn’t play it at all. Three hours? You managed to get through three whole hours of being Kayla? You fucked up, Kun.” He followed her sister and Josh out into the large bedroom where someone had nicely laid out a tarp and two chairs. “You know she managed years as you. Years pretending to be you in a nest of spies and people who know how to size a woman up. You couldn’t even fool some dumbass who gets by on his looks.”
Oh, but they were wrong. Josh was smart, too. He could pick things up very quickly.
Morales stood near the large bay windows, his arms over his chest and a fierce frown on his face. If she remembered correctly they were on the third floor and those windows separated them from a big balcony that overlooked Morales’s zoo. He’d pointed out to her that he liked to be able to look down into his tiger’s pen and know he was the king of his own personal jungle.
Kun shot Levi a look that could freeze fire. “You might want to rethink your worship of my baby sister. She got lucky. I’m the one who’s worked with you for years. I’m the one who’s made you money and kept up your appearances as the Agency’s golden boy. She’s weak. I’m shocked you haven’t gotten what we needed yet, but then I’m also not since you seem to think you can stroke her into telling you what we need.”
“I’m not some animal who thinks the only way to win is to slit everyone’s throat,” Levi shot back. “You watch yourself. Just because I don’t like to get my hands bloody doesn’t mean I won’t. You would be nothing without me.”
Kay liked the violent vibe happening between her sister and Levi. That could definitely work in their favor. Hers and Josh’s.
Was there any way to get out? She needed to get some strength back. Where was Shane? Was he sleeping, not knowing what was happening? Would he wake up in the morning and realize Ezra was dead and she and Josh captured? Or had her sister already put a bullet in him?
“I think I should take over baby sister’s interrogation,” her sister said. “Bring Hunt over here. I think fucking around with her boyfriend could yield some positive results. What do you say, sis? If I pull off a couple of Joshua’s pretty fingers, do you think you would tell me what I need to know?”
The thought sent her into a near panic. She looked at Josh as they dragged him back, and his eyes were steady on her.
“Don’t you give them a thing,” he said. “I didn’t like my fingers anyway. Anything they cut off, we’ll just make that part of me bionic.”
“Oh, but I think little sister would miss parts of you a whole lot,” Kun crooned. “You’re an amazing kisser, Josh. Do you like how he kisses, little sis? Do you like the way he uses that skilled tongue of his?”
“Is that how you knew, babe?” Kayla asked. “You knew because her kiss left you cold. You see, I’m the only one outside of his work that Josh has kissed in a long time. You’ll have to do better, big sis. You can’t pull mean-girl tricks on me. You can’t make me feel bad about myself.”
“We’ll see how you feel when he starts bleeding,” Kun promised.
Levi set her in a chair across from Josh. She noted that both chairs were well within the tarp. Yep, one of the first things Bishop had taught her was when there was tarp underfoot, that was a bad sign.
She needed to keep her sister talking. Every minute Kun’s mouth was working, she wasn’t hacking off parts of Joshua’s body. And honestly, she wanted some answers. “Why the hell do you hate me? What did I do to you?”
“What did you do?” Her sister moved in front of her, locking eyes with her, and she could see what Josh had likely seen. Yes, her sister looked exactly like her, but there was a deadness to her eyes, a coldness that wouldn’t be banished with a simple smile. “You took my life. It should have been me.”
Was she serious? “Our mother chose you. She kept you.”
“And she sent you to fucking paradise. Do you have any idea what my childhood was like?”
“I know you had a mother who loved you,” Kay replied.
“Love?” Kun scoffed at the word. “She loved me enough to keep me like some fucking doll she needed to hold on to. She couldn’t feed me. She couldn’t clothe me in anything but rags. She finally found a man who would take us in and he beat the shit out of her and then me. I guess he prepped me for the spy life, eh, sis?”