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“No ma’am,” he replies quickly, scrambling to his feet. I watch as he grabs his keys then heads down the stairs into the dungeon. I gesture Sin to the now empty seat who ignores me and crosses his arms, standing behind it to stare at the screens.
We watch as Michael makes his way down the rows of cells until he gets to the one in question. I grab the list and look quickly at the name and stats of the man he recommended. Perfect.
I turn my attention to Sin rather than the screen, watching his reaction as the prisoner is taken from his cell in chains then led down through the dungeons. They go offscreen and Sin turns to me.
“What is this?” A frown crosses his brow.
“Just watch over here,” I point to another screen showing outside of door nine.
“Pull up the tracking app,” I tell the other guard who immediately complies. A moment later, a 3D image of the building pops up with small dots littering the screen.
“Narrow to two-seventeen,” I instruct, and the man does it, leaving only one little dot on the monitor as Michael and the prisoner step back into view.
I see them talking as Michael removes his chains. I resist the urge to laugh at the prisoner who looks like a scared rabbit, wanting to maintain a façade for this demonstration. Michael motions to the prisoner again after he opens the large steel door.
“Watch,” I tell Sin as the prisoner hesitates once more before darting through the open door. Michael has wisely taken a step back. The prisoner isn’t two steps outside the compound before the explosion hits, and he falls to the ground, his head all but evaporated by the strong bomb placed on his neck.
I nod my approval. I’ve always loved how those work. So efficient.
“Come on,” I tell Sin, walking out and heading back toward my office, his footsteps close behind.
“If it leaves the compound, it detonates,” I tell him over my shoulder. “If metal touches it or if it is tampered with in any way, it will detonate. I will know where you are at all times. If you piss me off, I can detonate this with a press of a button.”
I turn to look at him, surprised to see that even upon hearing this, his face remains impassive. Shrugging, I continue on until we get to the east wing, stopping in front of one of the doors.
“You can stay here,” I tell him, gesturing to the door. “I don’t need to tell you again what happens if you try to leave.”
Sin looks at me before stepping up, so I have to look up to see him. Despite my urge to step back, I don’t. The corner of his mouth turns up.
“Maybe you should come tuck me in.” He leans down, and I fight to suppress a shiver at the feeling of his breath on my ear. “I swear, I’ll be a good boy.”
My thighs clench, but I manage to let out a scoff, pushing his chest yet getting no movement from the immovable stack of muscles.
“Down, boy,” I tell him, though my body is screaming at me to give in to him as I step away.
He grins and gives a mock bow.
“As the lady wishes.”
I don’t move until he goes into the room, closing the door behind him.
The tension in my own body releases as soon as he does.
I’m not sure if I just made an incredibly smart or stupid decision, but there’s no more denying that Sin calls to me. Something about him pulls me in, and while I won’t be sucked in by any fucking man, gaining a loyal lapdog with skills like he has is something I can get onboard with.I could use more fucking like that, too, I think wryly.
Chapter 23
Sin
The roomshe gave me is the nicest I’ve had in years, and it makes me fucking uncomfortable. I almost wish she had put me back in the dungeon. Without the chains that is.
I’ve spent so much of my life on the run in shitty dive hotels or hiding out while on jobs that this is so outside my element.
The shit I’ll do for a fucking job.
My hand comes up to my neck, and my nostrils flare.
I wasn’t expecting the implant, but it’s fine. Once Ginger is taken out, I can remove this easily enough. I don’t know the exact date, but I imagine it’s only a few weeks until the big job they’re working on happens, and once it does, I can take the next steps.
