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“Five minutes!” Millon announced to everyone still in the house.
If Knight’s place wasn’t so fortified, he’d do the same to him. Breaching that perimeter was going to take more work.
He retrieved his bloody trophy and skipped down the steps toward the street.
His ear chimed.
“This is a late hour to call.”
“I’m going to gut you, Hirono,” Knight growled.
Glancing at the house, Millon replied, “Hmm, news travels fast.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Depends. Why do you want to gut me this time?”
“Your master tailor is either dead or in the Outskirts. Either way, she won’t be very pretty.”
Shit. He was too late.
“I don’t know if you’ve seen Lasko lately,” Millon said, “but he still works for me. What are you getting at?”
He had gone far enough away from the house, so he dropped the hand and began to spray it with silver paint.
“Stop bullshitting. I know you’ve been fucking her.”
Millon stopped painting and laughed. “Really? You think I’m fucking a woman you’ve so thoroughly brutalized that she can live by herself? I’ve got to say, I’m flattered you think I’m so alluring.”
“Who else could give her an override key?”
Laughing again, he flipped the hand over with his foot to paint the other side.
“I’d just fuck her at work like you do. Why would I bother with sneaking her out when we’re in the same building all day?”
“Are you admitting it?”
“Now that I know she was secretly working against you, I wish I was. For all your faults, you do have good taste in women.” He snickered. “Plus, I’m sure she’d appreciate a bigger dick.”
He let out a dry laugh. “Hyperion is mine, Hirono.”
“Get fucked, Knight.”
Millon pressed the detonator and hung up.
Chapter 30
Mara
There was a strange tightness in her face. Shrieks bounced around in her head.
Who was screaming?
Blood was everywhere—the coppery smell overpowering. She couldn’t breathe. It was in her nose and mouth.
Pressure on her chest.
She couldn’t move her arms. What was keeping her still?
