Page 151 of The Forbidden Note

Sweat beads on my forehead.

There’s nowhere to run or hide.

If this security guard spots us here tonight, our entire plan implodes.

CHAPTERTHIRTY-EIGHT

ZANE

Security is not supposed to be down here, which makes this guy’s appearance extremely suspicious. My fingers tighten around the trolley as the tension between my brothers, Sol and me ramps up.

I glance at my best friend, noting the eerie half smile creeping behind his mask. He meets my eyes, an eager tilt to his chin.

Let me handle him.

Knowing Sol, he’ll probably set the guy on fire and then shove his body in a closet.

I shake my head slightly.

Glancing over, I meet Dutch’s gaze.

His chin juts down at Cadence.

I hear his message loud and clear. He’s not going to take the front on this. Above all, his priority is keeping his wife safe, not pulling us out of trouble.

I get it.

Doesn’t bother me.

But I’m still on edge.

We made every preparation so the hallways were clear at this specific time. Finn blocked the security cameras. Sol told the watchmen to look the other way and gave them a little something for the trouble.

This bozo in the black ‘SECURITY’ T-shirt isn’t a part of the plan.

The guard gets closer.

I motion to Finn. My brother’s blank expression sends a chill down my spine.

I saw what Finn could do the day we got into a fight with those jocks. I want to handle this my way, but if I can’t, it’s going to get messy. And I want Finn to contain that mess.

I jut a finger at the guard.

Finn nods.

It’s decided.

I trust Finn to contain his rage a lot better than Sol.

Pushing my trolley a little faster than the rest, I walk up to the guard.

His eyes narrow when he sees me.

“Hey, man.” I smirk. My teeth flashes behind the mask. “Beautiful night, huh?”

In the dark, the guard’s massive shoulders tighten and his hand unconsciously drops to his gun.

He’s a trigger happy one.

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