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“You call that a kiss?”
His face was still close to mine, and he scrunched his eyes. I pursed my lips, and he brushed them with his.
“Better than nothing, I guess.”
He stood and turned toward the door. “Yep, back to yourself in no time.”
3
Smoke
“What are you doin’ up this late, old man?”
“Fuck you, Hammer. you’re older than I am, and it’s midnight.”
“I’m older than you by a week, asshole. Hey, how’s Siren?”
“That’s what I’m calling about.”
“Who.”
“Siren.”
“Right. She’s not a that; she’s a who.”
“Jesus Christ, why did I call you?”
“Because you wanted to talk about Siren.”
I looked longingly across the street at the pub that was already closed.
“Smoke? You there?”
“Yeah. I’m here. I need a drink.”
“That bad?”
“Worse. A lot worse.”
“Are we gonna play this two-, three-word game all night, or are ya gonna tell me somethin’?”
“She has amnesia.”
“You’re kidding.”
He said it in such a way, I knew he didn’t think I was. The other thing I knew, was that Hammer wouldn’t tell a soul anything I said in this conversation. He was a lawyer. My lawyer. Actually, he was the lawyer for everyone who worked for the Invincibles. Not that what I was about to tell him counted as attorney-client privilege.
“Smoke?”
“Yeah, I’m here.” I sat down on a bench outside my hotel. “She doesn’t remem
ber much of anything. Not even where she was born.”
“But?”
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath. “We were both given a job by Rile DeLéon. Asset protection. He teamed us up.”
“I know about the op, Smoke. What happened?”
