Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
“Wake up, love. We’ve got incoming.”
She shot up in bed, her hair wild around her shoulders. “Holy shit. You think the bad guys are here?”
Damn, but she looked good enough to eat. He eased out of bed, reaching for his boxers. If he knew Taggart and the crew, they would move quickly in the hopes of catching him in bed. Unfortunately, catching him in bed meant catching Daisy, and he didn’t want her embarrassed. “Nah.” He grabbed his SIG. “I think this is more about me than you. Your da is testing me. Lock yourself in the bathroom just in case, and call the MT building. Let them know someone used the security code to enter Sanctum unauthorized.”
Daisy moved swiftly, dragging the sheet around her. “You’re sure it’s Da?”
“Whoever it was, they knew the alarm code,” he replied. “It runs on a constantly shifting algorithm Hutch created. As it can only be accessed by a few phones, I doubt it’s our bad guys. Now hurry because they’ll try the apartment first, but they’ll figure out quickly we’re not there. If they catch me, your da will try to get me replaced.”
She held the sheet around her with one hand and her phone in the other. “Just remember he has a bad back. They all do, and they all think they’re still twenty-five and in perfect military condition. Be nice.”
She kissed him and moved to the bathroom, already on the phone. “Hey, I needed to let you guys know we’re apparently being invaded by cartel members down at Sanctum. It’s okay. Nate is taking care of them. I’m pretty sure he’s already taken most of them out. It was a lot of blood. I was hoping Aunt Charlotte would give me some cleaning tips.”
He loved her.
Damn, he loved her. There was no real time to deal with the revelation because if he got caught, there would be all kinds of hell to pay.
Or he could be dealing with a very well-prepared assassin.
The minute he eased out of the privacy room, he realized he was definitely dealing with the big bosses, and they didn’t even respect him.
“How long should we wait?” Devi Taggart was in the lounge below, standing with Brianna Dean-Miles and… Damn, they’d brought Avery with them.
“I don’t know,” Avery said quietly. “I don’t like this. He was in Aussie Special Forces. How much should he have to prove?”
“I think it’s kind of exciting.” Brianna had a water bottle in her hand and looked like she’d come from a yoga class. Or was going to one. She stood beside one of the tables which was covered in bags, some luggage-like and others from a local grocery store. “Also, do you think they’ll drag him out here naked?” Bri gasped as Devi punched her arm. “Sorry. I can look, right? I mean the dude is hot. Do you think Daisy’s sleeping with him?”
“From what I can see, there’s probably not a lot of sleeping,” Avery said with a sigh. “I’m pretty sure that’s Daisy’s skirt on the dungeon floor. I wish they’d picked up after themselves.”
Well, he’d meant to tidy up this morning.
“Good for Dais because Bri’s right. I got a closeup look at him and he’s hot,” Devi announced.
He moved down the stairs. It was good to know he still had it. They weren’t looking his way, so it was easy to maneuver around them. The apartment was on the other side of the building, over the locker rooms and the security office. It was where they would look because they were supposed to stay in those apartments. Like the good boy and girl they were. In two separate rooms.
It was exactly what he would have done had the client been anyone but Daisy O’Donnell. He could be attracted to a woman and stay professional. Hell, he’d worked with women he would have been more than happy to sleep with and never once made a move on one.
He couldn’t keep his hands off that gorgeous ball of trouble. Not for anything.
He caught sight of a big guy slipping down the stairs, moving toward the first floor. It was obvious he’d already checked the dungeon and was moving through a predetermined sweep.
“What do you mean the apartment is empty?” the man questioned quietly over the comm he was using. They’d brought in actual comms. Like this was a real op. Nate wasn’t sure if he was flattered or offended. It wasn’t like these men hadn’t known him his whole bloody life. “No. I don’t know where the fuck they are. Well, I know where they’ve been. There’s a trail of clothes all over the dungeon. Li’s going to lose his shit. I told you this was a bad idea.”
Alex McKay was almost to the stairs. Nate put his back to the wall and shuffled against it, keeping to the shadows. Fuckers had turned on some of the lights. Guess night vision degraded with age. The club didn’t have windows for obvious reasons, so the fact that it was morning didn’t change the situation. It stayed pretty dark, with only ambient lighting on.