I scored tickets to an all-paid holiday in Greece, and once this is all over, I’ll be packing Nora up and taking her to spend some time in the sun. Maybe for our honeymoon.
The band has changed tempo, playing a slow song. Nora and I slowly make our way around the dance floor, looking for Miles Burres.
“Target acquired. Table near the exit to the bathrooms. Convenient,” Nora says in my ear.
“I see him,” Bee replies through the earpiece. “Let’s see if we can get him to leave. I fancy a glass of champagne. Care to join me, Nora?”
“On my way.” Nora rises onto her toes and whispers, “See you later, lover.”
With a wink, she’s gone, leaving my arms empty.
Copper and I move towards the outer wall of the ballroom to keep an eye on our women.
“Your mother and I are going to get the car Coal left for us,” Tinman tells us through our earpieces.
“Understood,” I respond.
Coal arranged to have a car parked in the hotel parking lot earlier today for this reason.
Nora and Bee laugh and chat like they don’t have a care in the world as they slowly move closer to Miles Burres’ table.
My eyes widen in recognition when a server suddenly barges into Bee, knocking both her and Nora into Miles Burres and spilling champagne all over him. The server disappears like a wisp of smoke—there one minute and gone the next. Still, I guess the Cursed Skulls have had centuries to perfect their skills.
The girls apologise profusely, managing to get Miles out of his champagne-soaked suit jacket. He tries to brush them off, but our women are determined. Before he knows it, they’reushering him from the ballroom towards the bathrooms.
Copper and I follow, watching as Miles suddenly staggers.
“That’s some fast-acting shit,” Copper murmurs.
“Um, yeah.” Nora sounds amused. “Bee and I hit him with a dose at the same time.”
“Oops.” Bee giggles as she wraps an arm around Miles while Copper and I rush to catch up.
“Sterling, are the cameras off?” I ask.
“You’re good,” he assures us. “Get him out of there. You have ten minutes before Coal and the others blow up his car.”
“Thanks, brother,” I say, gently pushing Nora to the side to take Miles from her.
Copper does the same with Bee, and we open the fire exit to find Tinman waiting outsidein a nondescript van. Wasting no time, we bundle Miles inside and climb into the van.
“We’re leaving,” Tinman tells Sterling.
“Thanks, I’ll let Coal know.”
The line goes silent.
I lean back on the bench bolted to the side of the van and wrap my arm around Nora, resting my feet on the piece of shit lying unconscious on the floor.
“That went smoother than I expected,” Copper admits.
“Of course it did. Nora and I are professionals.” Bee smirks up at him.
He chuckles and presses a kiss to her temple. “You two are trouble, is what you are.”
Nora sighs happily. I raise an eyebrow in query.
“One more down and out,” she says. “Or he will be as soon as we’ve got as much informationout of him as we can get. Makes my soul happy knowing that.”
