Page 115 of Beast: Part Two

She doesn’t answer, but I hear a movement in front of me. It sounds like a squeaking sound.

“The water isn’t turning on,” Lucien explains.

“Can you fix it?” She asks.

“Hold on, I’m googling it,” Lucien says.

“We don’t have time for this. Just shoot her,” Beast says with a deep sigh.

“I can fix it,” I say to the girl.

She touches my arm gently. “Thank you, handsome.”

She removes her hand from my arm and then her footsteps start to recede letting me know she’s leaving. The soft click of the door closing tells me I’m alone.

“You better be glad I know better, or I’d tell my sister you were flirting.” Red says teasingly.

I scoff. “She’d know that was a lie. I only have eyes for Brook.” Reaching my hand out to touch a flat surface, I find the counter in front of me. I place the toolbox down on top of it.

“Says the blind guy,” Zel jokes.

“Alright, you’re going to need pliers for this.”

It takes me and Lucien less than ten minutes to clean out the aerator on the faucet. After replacing my tools, I head out of the small room and back into the hallway.

“Alright, he’s still downstairs,” Zel says, taking over the directions.

This time I make it to the elevators without incident. Once I climb on, I find the basement button and press it.

“When you step out of the elevator, go to your right. He’s behind the second door on your left.”

The elevator doors ding and I step out. The hallway is thankfully as bright as they are upstairs.

“You’ll need both your hands,” Lucien says. “In front of you is a table you can put that toolbox on.”

I drop the toolbox on the table and head back in the direction Zel gave me. Stopping outside the door, I pause.

“There aren’t any cameras inside that room. You’re going to have to rely on Lucien and your instincts.”

I don’t respond. Instead, I pull my gun out of my back holster and look in both directions. I’ll be able to see a shadow of a person coming. Thankfully, there is no one. Pushing the door open slowly, I walk in.

As soon as I enter, I take in as much as I can. The smell of sweat, the sound of movement to my right, and then the rapid sound of footsteps. I turn just in time to catch the impact of someone slamming into me. The glasses on my face fall off as I’m shoved into a wall.

“Shit, Hawk, I can’t see anything,” Lucien says in my earpiece.

I don’t reply. A fist flies into my ribs, causing me to lean to the side. I aim my gun and fire off a round, but my gun arm is shoved to the right, sending my bullet in the opposite direction.

“Hawk, are you there?” a panicked Red shouts.

“A little occupied,” I grunt as I dodge the next fist flying toward my face.

“Do you need us?” Maksim shouts in my ear.

Because of his interruption, I can’t make out Nolan’s next move and get kneed in the balls. I groan as I drop to the ground.

“Fuck,” I gasp as I cradle my cock. “He kicked me in the dick.”

Everyone on the other end of the earpiece hisses. My gun is then kicked from my hand.

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