Charming Asshole (Killer of Kings Book 3) by Sam Crescent & Stacey Espino

Author:Sam Crescent & Stacey Espino [Crescent, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 2017-07-14T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Killian drove back to June’s town, his music off, mind focused. He couldn’t have any mistakes. Those bastards in the Dead Angels MC had known they were being watched. They’d managed to trick Shadow into giving Boss bad intel, hoping to get Killian back in town. He chuckled to himself. Those pricks were going to regret that move. Killian hadn’t worked his way up the ranks all these years by being an amateur. He could only be found if he wanted to be.

Now he was going to show up on their doorstep, and he’d show them what a mistake they’d made fucking with his family. There was no way this was professionally done. Something didn’t add up about this whole mess. He didn’t know exactly what, but he was going to get to the bottom of it.

Although Killian showed pity to women and children, he wasn’t a good man. There was a side to him so dark that he kept it locked away, not eager to explore it. When he’d slaughtered his mother’s pimp, that darkness aided him, motivated him.

All Boss had to do was give him instructions, and Killian got the fucking job done. It’s why he’d moved up the ranks at Killer of Kings over the years. He wouldn’t make the same mistakes he had in the past. There was no room for compassion in the killing game.

Tonight wasn’t just about money. It was personal.

He called Shadow when he neared the town. “I’ll be there within the hour.”

“I’ve got a safe house set up. I’ll text the address,” said Shadow.

“Let’s not fuck this up.”

There was a silence on the line. “Are you still blaming me for the bad intel? The Dead Angels knew I was tagging them. I didn’t think they were capable of pulling off something like that. Their prez knows what he’s doing.”

“I’ve seen what their members look like. I killed a handful of those assholes in a bar—old, drunken, has-beens.”

“Doesn’t make sense,” said Shadow.

“Well, we need to get to the bottom of it tonight. And end them.”

“There are a lot of them. The whole town’s fuckin’ overrun by Dead Angels,” said Shadow. “They have property on the outskirts of town, too.”

Killian chuckled. “You scared, big boy?”

“Fuck off.” The call ended.

By the time he got to town the sun had set, the streetlights creating cones of light along the main strip. He checked the text Shadow had sent him and drove out to the small house near the water. There were no lights on.

Killian stood by his car for a few minutes. With only the moon casting a glow on the ocean, it looked like swaths of velvet. The sound of gentle waves lapping the shore had a calming effect. It reminded him of June.

He knocked on the door, but it swung open as soon as he touched it. The hinges whined, a drawn-out cry revealing a darkened room. Only a few knots in the wood let the moonlight in. Killian reached into his holster and grabbed his Glock.

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