Control by Mary Calmes & Cardeno C

Author:Mary Calmes & Cardeno C. [C., Mary Calmes & Cardeno]
Language: eng
Format: epub

NORMALLY I was more observant, but since I wasn’t paying attention, Wednesday afternoon I fell through the second floor of the Windsor house—we were demolishing it—to the first. The drop would have killed me if I were human, so it was lucky my crew was all hawks, or there would have been questions. As it was, they were concerned. I’d come to work the morning after the bar fight already looking like hell, and having debris rain down on me didn’t help matters. I looked like I’d been blown up.

“I’m fine,” I grumbled and snarled at anyone that got too close.

“You have to be careful, Kuar. Even for a shifter, that’s dangerous.”

I dismissed them all with a wave.

Lou wasn’t speaking to me and neither was Carlo, but it didn’t matter. I just needed to take some Vicodin and collapse in bed. Robert wasn’t on my sidewalk that night, so I figured I’d scared him off. I hoped he’d at least say good-bye before he blew town.

I forgot to eat before I stumbled to my couch and passed out, so the next day, Thursday, I felt worse, which accounted for me taking a header off the scaffolding at the Leman residence. We were taking off a roof and putting on a new one. Landing in a pine tree was more painful than it sounded, and I got ripped to shreds.

Friday wasn’t any better. In the morning I carried fifty-pound bags of roofing material up and down a ladder all morning, and after lunch there was an altercation with one of my guys and the husband of a married woman he was screwing on the side. The husband wasn’t a hawk and neither was the wife, but even when the situation had nothing to do with my ket, I still put on my kuar hat and worked toward conflict resolution. But when it got heated, since I was tired and raw, I threatened to call the sheriff if he didn’t get off my jobsite.

It never occurred to me that the husband would find me later that afternoon, when I was alone in the construction trailer on my next jobsite, and try to brain me with a baseball bat. The fact that he wasn’t alone when he showed up, had in fact brought three other men with him, had simply blown my mind. Who did that? It was like a bad B movie.

The beating didn’t last long; my guys had come by with the normal Friday-night six-pack and run them off. But I was looking a lot like Edward Norton at the end of Fight Club, so I skipped the drinking and headed home. Since there was absolutely nothing in my refrigerator and no one at home to either take care of me or cook for me, I stopped at Kitty Bryant’s diner to get something to go.

“Holy shit.”

I couldn’t actually see Robert in the shadows outside the brightly lit restaurant, but I could hear him.

When he was suddenly in front of me,

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