Page 79 of Martyr
She jumps.
“Let us go first,” I say.
“Us?”
“Us,” Kade replies at my shoulder. “Or, at the very least, me. They won’t react when they see me. They’ll expect me here. I can take them out.”
Gabriel cracks his neck. “Sounds juicy. Can I come, too?”
I had forgotten that twisted fucker was here.
He holds out his cuffed hands. “I don’t need a gun. A knife will suffice.”
“So you can stab Kade in the back?” Jace snaps.
Gabriel eyes him. “No, Hades. I got in the car with them, didn’t I? I’m on your side.”
For now.
Also, he’s leaving out the part where he kind of made a scene after agreeing to come with us and we forciblyputhim in the trunk. I don’t think I’ve ever seen Artemis madder than when he tried to run. Shetackledhim.
It was probably cathartic.
They wrestled on the ground, and she managed to pin his arms at his sides, straddling his body.
Hot.
Too hot.
Don’t-think-about-it-right-now hot.
Then she said she had zip ties in the trunk, and her expression turned sly. It was easy enough to know where she was going with that. Gabriel, meet trunk. He took it pretty well, andI thought he’d come out a bit more vicious. If anything, Tem’s insane driving on the way back settled him.
Jace squints at Gabriel, perhaps trying to take his stock, but the dude is unstable. There’s no telling if this offer will end up being a double-cross… or worse.
“I’m fine with it,” Kade says. “We’re on the same side, Gabe and I.”
“Don’t call me that.” He runs his fingers through his hair. “How do I look? Dashing? Heroic?”
“Sure,” Kade agrees.
Apollo shakes his head and slowly removes the knife from his boot. He hands it to Gabriel, and Jace gives Kade a handgun.
“Don’t fuck us over,” Reese mutters.
Kade looks at him, his brows pinching together. “We’re done with that.”
Reese doesn’t seem convinced, but he doesn’t say anything else.
“Oh!” Gabriel brightens. “I think someone you know is here.”
We all stop and stare at him.
“Who?” Tem finally asks.
Gabriel makes some vague motion. “Terrible man. He was most unforthcoming. Surprising survival instinct, though. The boss didn’t want me to kill him. Had a doctor out, even, once they dragged him in.”
“Who?”
