Page 101 of Destined to Fight

The word is out, lass. They didnae even wait for ye to leave the building. We’re three minutes out.

The second man exited the elevator and followed her and Fabian to the reception desk.

He waited patiently for the receptionist to hang up the phone.

“May I help you?” she asked in a cheerful voice.

“Yes, where are your restrooms? It appears I have a few extra minutes before I’m occupied.”

She gestured to the hall on their left “Down the way to the right, sir.”

He nodded to her. “Thank you.”

As he passed Kelly, he nodded again. “Timekeeper.”

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Mr. Navy Suit disappeared down the hall to the restroom.

Question after question fluttered through her mind, but she couldn’t ask Fabian.

She felt Kade sift through her thoughts.

We can talk about all of this later. What ye need to do now is focus on getting out of there. They willnae attack ye in the building, but they’re coming for ye like bees to honey. The more of them that arrive by the time we get there, the harder it’ll be to defend ye, especially with humans around.

Watching through his mind, she saw Kade turn and talk to Connor and Asta about a plan. Both of them agreed that leaving from the ground floor was not an option. Siri was in the car, and she held up a hand to stop their conversation.

“You all need to call their bluff. They easily have hundreds ready to storm Kelly when she leaves that building, but they can’t attack in the presence of humans, and they sure as hell won’t attack on Council grounds. Tell her to get on that elevator with Fabian and Asmund and leave the building like they would on any other day.”

Kade tossed the thought around, weighing the pros and cons.

Connor tilted his head in thought. “She has a point.”

Asta clearly wasn’t on board by the look of panic on her face, but she stayed silent.

Ye saw all that, lass. Let’s give it a go. We will be in front of the building waiting by the time yer off the elevator. Grab a pen and pad from the receptionist and write the plan to Fabian.

Kade, this is fucking nuts. Fabian might actually give birth to a cow.

He laughed out loud, picturing what she’d said. Then she saw it and she was laughing.

The receptionist looked her over, clearly questioning her sanity.

Fabian raised an eyebrow in question.

Sighing, Kelly got up and asked the receptionist for a pen and pad.

With a look of annoyance, the young lady smacked a pen on top of a legal pad and slid them across the desk.

Not one to give up on manners, Kelly thanked her, then snatched them and began writing furiously on the pad.

Fabian watched as Kelly wrote, then he did something he’d never done before—he swore.

“Fucking hell.”

Cow, Kade, he’s having a cow.

Kade was laughing again. I ken, I see him. Stick to it.

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