Is everyone ready for the holidays?
It was a statement, not a question. “An unbreakable alliance.” Nodding, I didn’t want there to be any weakness shown. “Indeed.” He studied us a little more before speaking again. “Please have a seat. Can I get you anything to drink?” “No, thank you. We don’t drink on the job.” A drink actually so
“Honor. I like that. Maybe if things were different, I would be interested in doing business with you.” Sir Joe picked up the gun and looked it over in his hands. “If we don’t have our morals, what do we have?” It was physically painful to sit still and not try to defend Gunther. Waiting for Sir J
“What is it?” Getting behind the wheel, the engine roared to life as I slammed on the grass. “Who is it?” “Some of Vin’s men.” The gas peddle was already to the floor otherwise I would have pushed harder. “Is Vin there?” “No. They recognize the men.” As Alec said the words, the heads of the m
“I might as well move my office in here.” Alec walked through my open office door. It was bright and early in the morning. I wanted to talk to Gunther and finish filling out the emails. Currently, I was writing a mass email, telling all of my allies what has been going on. I wasn’t sure we needed th
This week has been fucking hell. The information our team has gotten has been very limited. We will be leaving early tomorrow morning to get there early enough to watch any movement. The old man hasn’t answered me or even called me. So far, all we know is Kara is being sold and that is from someone
“I got doughnuts!” One of the guys said from the back. We were taking a large cargo van in case something happens and we needed more room than just for Kara. Failure wasn’t an option but I wasn’t going to deny other girls help if the situation allowed for it. “Fuck yeah!” Another guys said, way to
“Signal jammer on!” I heard as the guys ran to the street. It took two of them to toss the strips across the road but we weren’t as quick as I expected. The first van managed to swerve and avoided the strips other than the back driver’s side tire. As the air came out, the van swerved but managed o
Everyone was quiet for a moment before someone put something in front of my face. “Bite this.” “Don’t fight passing out.” Alec said to me with a thick voice. Lifting my head, I tried to assess my injury. The gash was deep and about five inches wide. A chunk of meat was moving in and out as I bre