“You’re disgusting.”
“Where has all this attitude been?Babe, it’s turning me the fuck on.”
“You’re a fucking psycho.”Kira turned her head away.“And your breath smells like you just got done eating shit.”
She remembered Saint’s lesson, and was ready to punch him right in his nose, when he bashed her head with the butt of his gun and immediately sent her into oblivion.
****
“Idon’t understandwhy you brought me here,” Cas said, looking around a large outcropping of rock.They’d hiked the trail and then swirled off the beaten path.
Saint had ordered Cas to follow him and Sinn, not telling a goddamn thing about his suspicions.Lucifer had chosen a meeting spot between the two cities, someplace where he could torture Cas until he talked.
Then Cas was a dead man.
“Don’t question me,” Saint snapped.
If he hadn’t been looking for some type of subterfuge, he would’ve missed the worried, shifty gaze that bloomed in Cas’s eyes.He didn’t have any time to say more because Lucifer showed up with a black van trailing him.
“Are we killing Lucifer today?”Cas quickly asked.
The man never could keep his fucking mouth shut.
A moment later, everything was quiet as Saint approached Lucifer as he dismounted from his bike.He cast a quick look over his shoulder.
“That your man?”
“Yes, I believe so.Kira is missing.Asshole took her from her job at gunpoint.Her boss, Joe, was shot, but he gave very distinct details of the man.”
“Damn,” Lucifer said.He nodded over to Cas.“Think he knows where she’s at?”
“He better.I can’t accept anything else.Sinn, I want you to record what’s about to happen.”
His brother nodded, immediately pulling out his phone to do that.Together, they headed over to Sinn and Cas, whose gaze darted around.Fear crept onto his face.
“What’s going on?”
Saint nodded at his brother, and Sinn pulled out his gun, pointing the barrel at Cas’s head.
“Whoa!”Cas threw up his hands.“What the fuck?”
Saint punched him in the stomach, causing Cas to double over and hold his abdomen.Pain bracketed his mouth.
“Give it up,” Saint growled.
“Give what up?”Cas bellowed.
“I know it was you who tried to steal the money.”
Cas carefully stood up, although one hand still rested on his middle section.He tried to pull off an innocent air, but Saint saw the façade.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about!”
Saint turned to Lucifer.“Who’s your guy?”
“His name is Hoff Bennett.He was our prospect two years ago, until I found him holding a woman down so his friends could rape her.I might be a son of a bitch, but I don’t hurt innocent women.”
The last name caught Saint’s attention.Cas went very still.
