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“What are you doing here?” Echo snapped and grabbed at Azrael.

“You had no right to take me away from Solomon!” Azrael shouted at him, twisting away.

Echo stood stunned, he looked from Azrael over to Solomon.

Something nasty and sinister filled Solomon’s eyes and he held his arms out for Azrael.

“Don’t!” Echo said, grabbing Azrael’s wrist again, but the boy jerked free and raced across the room. Azrael launched himself into Solomon’s lap and Echo watched with growing horror when Solomon cupped Azreal’s ass.

The next second changed everything.

Ice and Real burst into the room behind him.

Solomon gasped and gurgled with his mouth like a fish. Blood spurted from the man’s neck and he slapped a hand up.

The wooden end of a cork screw protruded from his jugular. The spray of dark red covered Azrael. The boy seemed frozen staring at the pulsing blood. Then as if snapping out of it, Azrael reached up and twisted the corkscrew deeper even though Solomon was dead. Leaping agilely away, Azrael stumbled.

Real stalked across the room and snatched the boy up. Azrael screamed and clawed, but Real held him tight.

“He’s dead,” the big soldier soothed and Azrael broke down in tears.

Echo turned to Ice, who enclosed him in his arms. “Did we get the kids?”

“Yeah, we got them all.”

Azrael’s sobs filled the room, but somewhere in Echo’s chest, he felt the first stirring of relief.

They’d ended decades of tyranny.

Perhaps now he and the rest of the lost kids could find peace.

Two weeks later…

Crouching over the mark, Echo twirled his knife in the open wound. The sexual predator had died a few moments ago, but that didn’t bother him.

He drew a pattern and then lifted his hand to stab into the meaty flesh several more times.

“Let’s go, baby.”

Smiling, he wiped the end of his blade on the dead man’s shirt and stood.

“Where?”

“We have a big day tomorrow with the guys,” Ice said.

Tucking his blade away, Echo stepped away from the body and took the flashlight Ice held. He panned it over the man’s body and studied his handiwork. The mark was sitting in the front seat of a shit brown, four-door sedan and Ice poured hydrofluoric acid all over, completely covering the body. It wouldn’t take long for the liquid to destroy tissue, bone, and all evidence.

Echo took Ice’s outstretched hand and Ice pulled him into his arms. When Ice tipped his head down, Echo lifted up on his toes to meet the long, lingering kiss. The man pulled him farther away from the scene, killing the light so they had to use the infrared glasses to avoid tripping in the dense Northern California forest. Some fifteen minutes later, they reached the dirt road where they’d left their loaner car. They stopped at an all-night diner on their way back to Ventura.

“Feel better?” Ice asked, lifting his hand to his lips.

“I do,” Echo said around a mouthful of burger and fries.

There was nothing better that he could think of. He got to live the life he wanted with Ice, a man he was quickly coming to adore, plus keep on killing bad guys.

What more could a guy ask for?

A few weeks later, Dave made changes in the assassins’ organization, Savage had taken over leadership of Erebus. Thane also joined Erebus and seemed content with being near Savage.

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