Blind Side by Olivia Gaines

Author:Olivia Gaines
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Davonshire House Publishing
Published: 2022-09-19T00:00:00+00:00

THE MEN ATE THE MEAL, cleared the table, and sat in the living room staring into the fire. There were questions, but a plan was also needed. Yuñior waited for Yield to make a move. Yield waited for the Archangel and Slow, and he wanted The Doctor’s update on the patient.

“She said there was a boy she freed,” Yield finally said.

“He was in the bed with her,” Slow said.

“Where? I didn’t see a kid,” Yield said, turning to look over his shoulder.

“The lump, Brody the Johnson,” Yuñior commented drolly. “The lump under the covers is where the child rested.”

“You saw the lump?” He asked Yuñior.

“Si, I also saw the discoloration in her lips, the change in hair styling, and the sorrow in her eyes when she looked at you,” he said softly. “What we may need to discuss is el doctor.”

The Archangel's eyes shifted, looking into the bedroom at the man taking watch over Lizzie. “You think he’s going to be an issue?” he asked Yuñior.

“He may be the solution,” Yuñior said. “She is going to need a great deal of care. The child is rather small in size and in need of steady meals. The first move is to get them to safety as soon as she can travel.”

“I agree,” the Archangel said.

“Then, Brody the Johnson, you have a necklace to retrieve, but I have no desire to take lives tomorrow,” Yuñior said, looking at the Archangel. “A phone call can round these people up and extradite them to their own countries where they can be dealt with in private.”

“It can be arranged,” the Archangel said.

Yuñior arched an eyebrow. The Archangel didn’t move. He sat staring into the fire. There were things he needed to say and the people he needed to say them to were in this room.

“I’m sick of this filth,” the Archangel said. “It’s like a hydra. You cut off one head and three more pop up. I’m trying my best to not feel vengeful; vengeance is not mine, but Beauty, she’s messed with the wrong one. She tried to sell Hump. Sell her, like she means nothing to no one. She was going to make her disappear and we would all be wondering where and what happened. I want so bad...”

His voice trailed off. The trademark glasses he wore steamed up, forcing him to take the spectacles from his face. Tears stung his eyes. “She nearly got away with it if it wasn’t for the kids,” Slow stated.

Yuñior’s eyebrows shot up. “This is not the Scooby de Doo, man. This Beauty, showed an ugliness in herself by believing your lady friend in there had no value and was not loved, which is not true. The Collector, if I may add, assumed no one loved the woman, which is also not true.”

Yield’s eyes grew wide. “Who loves that crazy chick?”

“You, automatically through a history or pain and growth,” Yuñior said, “the Mr. Cook of bad stew, the Archangel, and of course, el doctor.”

Every head turned to look at The Doctor, who was up and moving towards the living room where the men waited.

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