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CHAPTER VI
Micah
The forest is thick and dark tonight, perfect to make a kill.
“They didn’t send the usual scouts,” Carlton whispers as he lays low next to me, his keen eyes scanning the perimeter. “These guys are skilled. Not leaving any tracks. Probably seasoned mercenaries.” He slides a chain from his backpack soundlessly, and winds it around his fist.
I unsheath my dagger from the strap at my hip, holding it at the ready. Now we wait. Which wouldn’t be a problem under normal circumstances. I can sit still for hours, all of my senses as sharp as my blades, stalking prey. But tonight things are different. I can’t be away from Eva for too long.
I broke two of my rules with her in the span of a few days, and now I’m about to break a third. I went one-on-one with her, licked her pussy like it was the sweetest thing, and now I’m impatient during a mission because making sure she’s safe has become a fucking priority.
So when a figure crawls from the shadows into the clearing, I spring out from the bushes.
Too soon.
Within seconds, I wrapped my arm around the masked figure’s neck, and placed the blade right under his chin. The man is strong, his physicality indicating that he’s especially trained for these kinds of operations.
Special Services.
“Make a sound, and I’ll slice your throat open,” I warn.
The man stiffens, but then a low laugh escapes him.
“No, you won’t,” he says gruffly, his voice strangled. “The very reason you got me is because you want answers.”
And because I acted too fast, we depend on him to deliver them.
Fuck this.
I was fast to capture the scout, which will make it more difficult to catch the others.
“Fucking asshole,” Carlton spits out as he emerges from the bushes.
“The fuck were you thinking?” Damon hisses while taking shape out of the darkness, sheathing his own blade.
Sade doesn’t need to say anything when he drops down from the tree where he’s been scouting the wider area. He lands as silently as a feline, his eyes saying everything.
I kick the backs of the scout’s knees, forcing him to kneel on the grass. I remove my arm from around his neck only to hitch off his mask, then flash the blade at his throat. I leave the talking to Sade, who hunkers down to the same level as the man’s face. He tilts his head to the side, hooking his gloved hand into the man’s collar and flicking it down. A muscle feathers in his jaw, which means the tattoo is right where he expected it to be.
“Morningstar scouts aren’t a rare occurrence in these woods,” he says. “But skilled mercenaries with the spider mark next to the morningstar tattoo are rare gems.” A psycho grin stretches his lips, giving big bro the dangerous edge that makes grown men piss themselves. “So what special surprises did you and your friends have in store for us tonight?”
The man quakes in my grip but then bursts into a madman’s laughter. Sade flashes a look up at me. That’s my cue to grab the asshole’s hair and tug back roughly, exposing more of his neck and raking my blade down the skin covering his Adam’s apple. He shrieks when the thinnest layer of skin peels off like that of an apple.
“Brother dearest is really good with knives,” Sade tells him calmly. “I wouldn’t antagonize him if I were you.” He quirks an eyebrow. “He’s also a master of pain. He’ll do things to you that will make you wish for death, and he’ll keep you alive all the way through the nastiest parts.”
Flipping my blade to the blunt side, I drag it to his jugular.
