Page 210 of Assassin

She crossed her legs.

“We have to talk.”

He shrugged and wasn’t in the mood to deal with her tonight.

“Unless you’re telling me that you’re bringing Gene back, we really don’t have anything to say.”

She sighed.

“Gentlemen?”

With that one word, Raphael and Michael stepped from the shadows and grabbed his arms. They took his gun, and held him there.

“We’re talking and that wasn’t a request,” she said, no humor or amusement in her voice.

She liked the man, but she’d warned him.

Someone didn’t believe her, and now, he’d learn the hard way.

Tommy struggled.

“Set me free!” he said. “I’m a fucking cop!”

She stared into his eyes.

“Yeah, because of the FBI. We warned you,” she said, reminding him.

“Fuck you!” he said.

Oh, well, now, she was getting bitchy.

“You’re out of your goddamn mind, Thomas,” she stated, not getting up. “You went to Chartres and were acting a fool. Did we not have a conversation about this?”

He stared at her.

“What are you going to do? Make me disappear? Isn’t that breaking the law?” he asked.

She laughed.

Oh, she had news for him.

He was in trouble.

“Do you see a badge or gun, Thomas?” she asked, pulling back her blazer. “No? Well, then, that should tell you everything you need to know. I’m here on personal business and not here for the law.”

He said nothing.

Elizabeth tried to rationalize with him.

“You have to let him go. Gene is happy and safe. Being here is dangerous to him. He made his choice, and he is good in DC.”

That pissed Tommy off.

Why?

Then, that meant he wasn’t being held against his wishes. That meant he really was over him.

“No, he’s not. He was happy with me. He was in love, and now, he’s pining away after your husband. He’ll never get him, and his life will be spent in regret!”

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