Page 57 of Where the Wicked Reign

“He is.”

“Exactly, Nico. See? He’s a known predator type.”

“He’s been up there before and hasn’t touched anyone. Well, except for a couple of the guards,” I reported.

“Really? Angelo Simone?” Julian asked me.

“Yep.”

“Wow, I didn’t peg him for—”

“Can we stay on track?” Emilio chastised him.

“Told you earlier that you needed a piece, big boy.”

“Shut the fuck up with that.”

Julian saluted sarcastically.

“Fine,” Nico said. “We’ll switch.” He eyed me. “Does that work foryou?”

“It does.”

“All right then,” Julian cried, rubbing his hands together. “Plan of attack sorted. I’m looking forward to it.” He looked out at the three of us. “Anyone?” When none of us returned his enthusiasm, he pushed, “Come on, it’ll be a blast.”

Jeez.“You’re a real adrenaline junkie, aren’t you, playboy?”

“That I am, darlin’. Looking around at this place, you can’t tell me you aren’t in a similar boat where that’s concerned.”

“I like some action every now and then,” I admitted.

It was much more than that, but I didn’t need to be advertising that to them.

“Which this is gonna be chocked full of.”

“It’s also dangerous,” Emilio told him.

“Calm down. It’s all under control,” Nico spoke, leaving the monitors and starting to peruse the rest of my unit, taking in the vests I’d procured for us, and checking the handguns and blades too, basically examining every little thing, clearly very taken with it.

“Under control?” Emilio scoffed. Then he pointed at me, that finger incredibly loaded with a whole lot of disdain and suspicion, along with a healthy dose of skepticism too. “She told us she took out those gangbangers, that she’s got what it takes to carry out this mission, but how do we know that wasn’t just a load of bullshit?”

I folded my arms across my chest. “You don’t think I have what it takes?”

“Unlike Nico—and now Julian too—I’m not blinded by your golden pussy.”

“Excuse me?” I ground out, starting toward him.

Julian stepped into my path and Nico did the same with Emilio, even slapping his hand to his chest and holding him back. I saw his muscles bunching to pull it off, giving the hulk he was up against. I’d known he was strong, but this was something else.

“This place provides a whole lot of proof,” I bit back.

“Not enough. It might not even be yours. It could belong to a contact of yours.”

Seriously?

“Milo—” Nico started.

But me breaking Julian’s hold on me rapid-fire had him pulling up short. I spun him around, ripped his legs out from under him and had him pinned beneath me on the ground within seconds, my knee driving into his back and my hands grasping one of his arms in a painful hold that would break it with one more move.

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