But…
More.
I will always get what I want.
“Stop! Please!” Blood flew from the guy’s mouth. “I told y-you everything! He took her…left…please!”
Kurt began to circle his prey. “You said he came in alone at first, that he got the room for them?”
“Y-yes…Yes! He asked…asked for two beds. That’s h-how I knew he wasn’t alone.”
So he’s not fucking Delaney…yet.
“Big guy, dark hair, weird eyes.”
Weird eyes? He stopped circling. “Weird how?”
“Different colors, man! Different!” His whole body shook in the chair. “One brown, one blue.”
Interesting.
“I-I went in their motel room. I was just unlocking the door, trying to make it easier for you.”
“You didn’t make it easier, dumbass. If you hadn’t done anything, they wouldn’t have been alerted. Because of you, my bride got away.”
The idiot’s eyes were saucers. “That’s why she was wearing that wedding dress? She married you?”
No, not quite.
“He was protecting her like crazy.” The idiot licked his bloody lips. “You should have seen the way he looked at her. The man was clearly obsessed.”
Kurt’s body tightened. “Was he now.” Not a question.
“He, uh…” The guy hunched his shoulders. “I don’t want to get hit again…”
Kurt’s eyes narrowed.
“But, uh, he said…said…I mean…” The motel clerk cleared his throat. “I told him that no pussy was worth dying for.”
Kurt’s hands fisted.
“But he, um, he said…hers was.”
Rage nearly blinded Kurt.
You will die, you interfering bastard. I’ll track you. I’ll find you. I’ll kill you.
Chapter Nine
“This is a shit plan,” Ryan announced. “Granted, no one is asking my opinion, but, for the record, it is a seriously shit plan.”
Nash turned to glare at his brother. “Thanks for the support.” Delaney had been taken into another room by Jezebel. He knew Jezebel was in there, thoroughly interviewing Delaney and even getting pics of her wounds for documentation. The guards had gone inside with the women. Guards—other agents.
Tension rode him hard. He didn’t like being separated from Delaney. For some reason, he felt like he had to keep his eyes on her.
“Maybe if you hadn’t stopped to make out with her, then you’d be thinking with your head and not with your dick.”
Okay. Enough. He bounded toward Ryan.
