Page 113 of Agony

“Our job is clearing the inside of the building once Genesis clears the outside. You’re assassins. When we get the word, do what you do,” their boss said and Justice was fine with that.

He was going to get a bird’s eye seat though. Along with the rest of the assassins, they followed Genesis and watched as Real’s team used high-powered rifles to take the outside guards out.

Their only warning was the red dot on the chest or head. Along with Crow’s team and Genesis, they took out numerous guards as if it were child’s play.

He couldn’t help but worry about Fisher and how the man was handling being so close to his perpetrator. On one hand, it had to be terrifying and on the other, it had to be empowering knowing that Tanis would soon draw his last breath.

It didn’t help him, he felt powerless waiting and he hated it.

The only thing he could do was to be ready when Crow pushed the alert button hidden in his belt.

Real signaled the all clear and Justice ordered Axel toward the wall. The dog took a running leap and climbed right up the wall until he was at the top. Along with Erebus, Justice scaled over the wall and dropped to the ground below with his dog glued to his side.

Moving toward the house, they disappeared like mist.

When Fisher walked into the interior of the estate, it was nice, he thought. Well, as nice as a person could call the home of a diabolical madman.

Before he was ready, he was brought into a large study and there was Tanis.

Faced with the monster of his past, his first thought was that the man had not aged well. Lines creased his face and his pallor was sickly as if he didn’t get enough sun.

Beyond that, he felt nothing. No rage and certainly not the fear he’d had as a boy. Perhaps the rage would come, he thought, but for now, he studied Tanis much like he’d study a bug he hated.

“Fisher…” The man’s voice hadn’t changed one bit from the smarmy sing-song tone he’d used on him as a boy—as if that made it okay with what the man had done.

“What do you want?” His tone was deliberately belligerent and Crow shoved him forward.

“You,” Tanis said, moving toward him and when the man reached him, he lifted his hands as if to cup his face.

The look in his eyes stopped the man cold and his hands dropped before they could touch him.

“I want you back,” the man said.

“No.” He knew if he gave in too easily, Tanis would become suspicious.

“No?” One eyebrow quirked and amusement filled the man’s eyes.

“That’s what I said.”

“Perhaps I’ll give you some time to think about it.”

Now, those words rang a bell and that meant the cage. He tried not to tense, but this time, he didn’t manage it and Tanis smiled, sensing his fear.

Crow pushed Azrael forward and since Tanis’ attention had been solely on him, it took the man by surprise.

One look was all it took. Those black-brown eyes fixed on Azrael and widened at the beauty of the boy.

“Oh my…where did you come from?” Tanis cooed, stepping toward Azrael.

“They were together, so I had to bring both,” Crow said, looking bored.

Tanis fingered Azrael’s shoulder-length, silky black hair and then shot a glance to Fisher’s waist-length mass of darkness and glee filled the fucker’s eyes. He knew that look, Tanis was dreaming of them both at the same time, but that was never going to happen.

Azrael jerked away from Tanis’ hand like a wild thing.

“You did good, Crow,” Tanis said, and then turned back to Fisher. “Now, let’s get you both settled.”

Garrett moved from in front of the closed door and Crow, along with Tanis, took him and Azrael from the room. Garrett closed the study door and followed behind them with an automatic weapon in his grip.

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