He takes hold of my hand, I hold back. Laughing I tell him, “I think I might have seen it before.”
“Not like this.” He tugs me again, making my feet move. “I might have borrowed some things from Kink.”
I stop dead. “Like handcuffs?”
“Fuck, babe. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” His eyes go wide when he turns to face me. Then he’s back around the other way making me walk forward again. “Like ropes, floggers, whips…”
I slide up behind him and put my arms around his waist, but before he can start the engine, I lean forward and speak into his ear. “Just how fast can this thing go?”
Epilogue
Stormy
“I’m calling you back, Stormy.”
Er, fucking no to that. “I did what had to be done, Pip.”
A sigh loaded with exasperation comes down the phone. “No, you fuckin’ didn’t. You had a task—”
“Which I completed,” I say, ire in my voice. “The governor’s daughter is back with her family. I hung around. The police collected her from the hospital.” I shake my head though. Fuck knows what damage had been done to that young girl. But at least she hadn’t been taken over the border and sold.
“I gave you the task.”
“I got it done. Lost and his crew were already all over it. We lost track of her coming across the country, but I knew where she was going to end up. They had the manpower, I just helped them along.”
“Without them, we’d never have gotten the coordinates.”
“Which we had to decipher for them.” I sigh myself, not understanding why Pip’s all over this.
“You really can’t tell, can you?” His voice sounds clipped. “They’re Satan’s Devils, Stormy.”
I let the pause draw out, then complain, “I pointed them in all the right directions.”
“You’re making a habit of this—”
“I made the kill.”
He snorts. “And left them frustrated as hell. You’re doing it too often. And enjoying it too much.”
Can’t argue with his last point. I grin. Then come up with an excuse. “There was a chance they might cut a deal with Alder.”
“No there wasn’t.” Pip’s frustration comes down the line. “Two hits. Two clubs. How long until someone puts this together?”
“They needed my help.”
“Sure, they neededourhelp. And we gave it to them. But they should have been allowed to take Alder out themselves. You’re running the risk of exposing us.”
“I’m not,” I protest, loudly. “I was nowhere close. I knew I could make the shot and I did.”
“Not questioning your fuckin’ ability. I question your method. Lost will be going crazy, it was his hit, not yours. No point arguing Stormy. One time, I gave you the benefit of the doubt. Not doing that again. You’re coming back to the nest.”
“I don’t play well with others,” I growl.
“Too fuckin’ bad. You’re going to get your ass home.”
