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My gut says I’ve got something bad coming up.
Whipping my head around me, I try to spot if I have a tail, but I don’t see anything.
No cars trying to follow me. No one trying to slam into the back of my bike.
No bullets whizzing by or ripping into the back of my suit, piercing my lungs and ending my heartbeat.
Nothing is happening around me.
But I can feel it all the same.
Something is happening.
Racing through the city, I peel around the block of Lucifer’s office building and slam my brakes to a stop when I come up in front of the secured entrance to the underground garage.
Pulling my helmet off for a brief moment, I motion to the guards at the entrance.
Shouting over the rumble of my bike, I ask, “Any odd activity?”
The one who reaches me first shakes his head. “Nothing out of the norm, sir.”
“Bring extra men in, something’s off but I can’t tell what it is yet,” I tell him.
“Yes, sir,” he says to me.
Nodding my head, I drive down the ramp as soon as the gate goes up.
One good thing about all of the security Lucifer has working for us is that they’re all ex-military of some variety and understand things like a sixth sense of danger.
I can feel it in my skin, the way it prickles up against my shirt.
But what is it?
As soon as I park near the elevators, I pull my helmet off again and slap it down on the handle of the bike.
Checking my phone as I get in the elevator, I look at my messages.
Simon: Straight to Lucifer’s office.
Simon: We’ve got news.
Nodding my head at the message, I want to grumble about him even needing to tell me where I should be heading. Especially since I called the meeting in the first place.
As the elevator rises to the top floor, I call the man on security duty at my house.
“Jacob,” he says.
“Anything out of the ordinary happen?” I ask.
“She went out. Johnathan and Simon’s wives welcomed her and they all went for a walk together around neighborhood.”
“Was there anything I should know about?”
“Only that they’re planning to go shopping this weekend, and by the sounds of it, it’s going to be expensive,” he says with a heartless chuckle.
“Wonderful,” I growl. “Keep a close eye out. Something’s afoot.”
“Anything specific?” he asks more serious.
