“They’ve never taken this long,” Silas muttered. “Not for a snatch.”
Jace glanced at him. “You think they’re waiting?”
Silas’s jaw tightened. “Just keep eyes on them.”
On screen, Rebecca moved through her kitchen — graceful, strong, unaware she was being watched for her protection.
Silas’s breath slowed.
Her hair loose over one shoulder. The firelight catching her tattoos. The way she moved.
Something tightened in his chest.
And lower.
Desire flickered — sharp and immediate.
Forbidden fruit.
He shouldn’t want her like this.
But he did.
—
“Girl, we’re low on wine,” Inez called out.
“And coal,” Becca added.
They looked at each other.
Silence.
Then Becca grinned. “Liquor store?”
“Didn’t you just say a storm was coming?” Inez laughed.
“It’s just snow. I’ve driven in worse. You can’t live in the mountains and not know how to handle weather.”
Inez shook her head. “You right. Let’s go on an adventure.”
They grabbedcoats and keys.
—
“Boss… they’re leaving.”
Silas stood instantly.
“Where the fuck do they think they’re going?”
“Liquor store. More wine and coal.”
Silas rolled his eyes, irritation flashing.
“Of course they are.”
He grabbed his phone.
