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Ice groused under his breath, but trudged behind us. Hopefully he wasn't thinking of chaining them in his workroom and doing things to the twins because one of them dared to touch me.
Under any other scenario it was okay, but in this case, without Hunter's help, I'd be fucked. I wondered why the guys called them the evil twins. They seemed nice enough to me.
I leaned my head against Hunter's chest and tried to keep my eyes open. He was at least as hard as the other guys, although he was younger than me. Not by much, but by enough. Even if they didn't have a girlfriend, I wasn't even slightly interested in either twin. They were attractive, and ripped, but they weren't my guys.
Besides, I had my hands full with three. I didn't need five boyfriends.
"So you managed to piss off old man Bell, huh?" Hunter asked.
"I guess so," I said noncommittally. "I get the impression that isn't difficult to do."
"Not even a little bit difficult," he agreed. "He's even more high strung then our brother, Reuben. Samuel Bell kills people if they look at him the wrong way. Reuben just puts them on his shit list and makes their life hell. If he can be bothered with them. Mostly, doing that is a waste of money and resources. I guess that's why Bell kills people. It's cheaper."
I hadn't expected to get a crash course in mobster economics 101, but he had a point. Killing people was probably a lot cheaper than what Ice did to them in his workroom. I knew if I suggested that, he'd reply that it wasn't as much fun.
Sometimes saving money wasn't everything.
"What did you do to piss him off?" Parker asked.
"You don't want to know," Ice told him. "If only because someone is going to ask sooner or later and you won't have to lie if you don't know."
"What makes you think we have a problem with lying?" Hunter glanced over to Ice.
"Absolutely nothing," Ice said. "In this case you're better off not knowing and I'm not going to tell you anyway, so this conversation is basically moot."
Hunter shrugged, making me rise and fall in his arms. "Suit yourself."
After a moment he spoke again. "You weren't sent to assassinate Bell, were you? Because if you were, you are the least stealthy assassins we've ever seen. Right Parker?"
"Exactly," Parker agreed. "Hunter and I are stealthier than you."
"Wait a minute, Park." Hunter looked over at him. "Are you suggesting we're not stealthy?"
"I mean, we could be if we wanted to, but we're usually not called on to sneak around."
"That's true," Hunter conceded. "But when we sneak, no one sees us coming. Like that time with Penn, Wolf Venom's keyboardist."
Parker grinned. "Yeah, that was awesome. He had no idea until we… We shouldn't tell you about that. If you're not going to share, then neither will we."
"I don't think I want to know," I admitted. The band's keyboard player had a reputation for being an asshole, but he was a gifted musician. I was content only knowing him for his music and not anything that went on behind the scenes. If they wanted to tell me a few stories about Zeke, then I'd listen.
It dawned on me I was being carried by the brother of none other than Zeke Brantley, my favourite singer in the whole wide world. Holy shit. This might be the closest I ever got to him, and I wouldn't be able to tell anyone about it.
Figured.
"You probably don't, but it was awesome. Trust me on that." Hunter smiled down at me. He was the kind of guy who was too good-looking for his own good or anyone else's. I bet he got away with all sorts of shit he shouldn't. That might be why the guys called them the evil twins, because they did things just because they could. If that made them evil, then what were we? Killing people wasn't exactly something nice people did, was it?
The sirens were almost deafening now. Everyone within a five or six block radius would hear them.
We ducked in behind a fence as flashing lights came screaming around the corner. Two police cars and an ambulance, followed by a fire truck flew past us toward the scene of the explosion.
People started to step out of their homes, bolder now the authorities were here.
We stayed crouched down for several minutes, or approximately three million rapid heartbeats.
"I don't think they saw us," Parker said. "If anyone was coming after you, they would have scattered by now."
I would have been relieved if I knew where Mannix and Ares were. They were okay, they had to be. If they weren't… My heart wrenched at the idea.
