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I hate Ron Wheeler. With him standing in front of me, it makes me wish I accepted the job. “Maybe it’s you who doesn’t get out enough.”
“I wonder what happens when a hunter hunts a hunter?” He grins at me.
Ron is the biggest weapon distributor in the state. Everyone wants him dead. For the last year, he’s been behind guards or in hiding where no one could find him.
“You implying I’m hunting you?” My face is void of emotion.
He looks in the direction that Luna disappeared. “I’m not sure, but I’m bored enough to find out. I saw the way you searched her out.” He pauses, and I want to smash his head in for even looking at her. His eyes once again glance in that direction, and they gloss over along with a leer that would unnerve anyone.
He wants to play with Luna to see if he can get a reaction out of me. It’s almost impossible to keep my mask in place. Men like him would love to see me in pain.
He’s already sniffed out her trail. He won’t stop until she’s dead. It’s a matter of us killing him before he can do any damage. He’s come out of hiding because he’s bored, and his ego is hurt that someone finally accepted a hit on him.
He leans in, his glass raised in a cheers even though I have no drink. “You want to run and go find her, and it’s killing you that you feel trapped here beside me.”
My jaw tightens. “Be careful who you choose to play with in the sandbox,” I reply, just as my uncle spots me and walks toward us. Ron chuckles, walking away.
“Fin!” My uncle, Leo, shakes my hand. I don’t have time to talk to him. I know he will want to talk about Luna, and I can’t go there with him right now.
“Excuse me.” I shake my uncle off, and he gives me a frown.
My hands tingle to shoot someone. This is why I don’t do people. My anxiety goes through the roof. Each breath comes in short little pants as I try to find Luna. My sister’s face keeps trying to butt in. I hate that I care about Luna. I have worked so hard to keep to myself all these years, and yet I still find myself in the same position as that day. I feel helpless in protecting her. And I hate myself for caring.
I push through a doorway, and it leads to dark stairs. I can hear her immediately. It’s a low sound, but it’s her voice.
“Fuck, Luna,” a male voice says, and I rush down the stairs. “That wasn’t meant for you.”
My steps are loud, but I don’t give a damn. When I reach the bottom, Luna is leaning against the wall, her pupils dilated, and she gives a small laugh. Her entire body is relaxed, slouching, unlike her typical rigid posture.
I push Max Mancini against the wall. He could stop me, but he doesn’t.
“I’m only here to make sure she’s okay,” he says, his breath sounding labored from the force I’m using against him.
“What did you do?” I seethe. My hands itch to strangle him. They beg me to let them do something constructive.
“I play this game with a friend where we try to drug each other. It keeps events like this fun and exciting. But Luna snatched her drink.” He sighs. “I followed her to keep her safe. I swear.”
“It was an innocent mistake,” Luna slurs.
My gaze goes back to Luna. “What the hell was in that drink?”
“Some stuff that will make her feel really good. Just lay her on a rug and she won’t stop petting it; I assure you. It’ll wear off in a few hours.”
“You’re a sick bastard.”
“You’re not the first person to tell me that.”
I release him, but only because the urge to take care of Luna is greater. I’m going to have to sneak her out of this party, which is going to be harder than necessary with Ron Wheeler sniffing around.
Chapter 11
Fin
Luna’sheelskickmein the lower back, and it stings like a bitch. “Stop kicking me,” I command. A cat runs past me as I balance her over my shoulder and try to unlock the door.
“Keep your hands off me, and I’ll stop kicking you.” Her fingers try to dig into my sides.
It would be almost comical if I wasn’t so ticklish. I swat her hands away and insert my key. I push my shoulder into the door and step in at the same time.
