Page 157 of Guarding Grace
Goron’s laugh was creepy.
The room felt twenty degrees colder.
Marci moved to the corner, cowering.
I searched, but the Pain Pen had been removed. There was nothing to do but wait. I still had fingernails and the element of surprise. Marku didn’t know that Pete had given me some self-defense lessons—lessons I wished I’d practiced more.
Terry
I’d parkeda block north of the building, Lucas and Winston a block south.
Constance was fastening her vest when Jordy came on the line again. “You’re clear to advance. They don’t have anybody on the roof, but they have three pairs guarding each of the entries to the building. Image coming your way.”
When it arrived, the drone image showed two men by the door we were closest to. I showed the image to Constance.
“Silence is golden here,” Lucas said over comms. “Don’t let them report to whoever is inside.”
“Copy that,” Constance said before I could.
We hurried to the corner nearest the men.
“Two down.” Lucas’s voice came in my ear before we even reached our guys. Of course the ex-Omega operative would be the first to get his guys down.
Constance glanced around the corner.
I followed. There was no cover at all in the alley—no way to sneak up on them.
Constance already had a coin out when I looked back. “Heads, drunk lovers. Tails, marital spat.”
I hoped for tails since the last time we’d done drunk lovers, I’d been in character and copped a feel, grabbing her boob. Totally out of character, she’d kneed me in the groin. It wasn’t an experience I wanted to repeat.
“Tails,” she called after catching the coin.
We both hid our weapons behind us before I dragged her around the corner.
“I’m never going to a wedding again with any of your family,” she yelled at me as we started toward the pair.
“Maybe they served a little too much champagne,” I conceded.
“I’ll slap you senseless if I catch you kissing your sister again.”
“She’s my half-sister,” I argued as we got closer to the pair.
“Are you still sleeping with her?”
“Uh… No.” I didn’t sound convincing. “I was only consoling her. She lost her pet turtle.”
“That’s no reason to put your tongue down her throat and grab her boob.”
“I lost my balance.”
“You disgust me.”
“You’re just jealous that her tits are real.”
We were getting close.
“I have no idea why I married you with that tiny dick of yours.”
