Kiss of Death Boxset by Lovell LP

Author:Lovell, LP
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2019-09-23T16:00:00+00:00

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When I wake up in the morning, Nero is still out of it. I dosed him up on morphine before we fell asleep last night and his chest rises and falls evenly with heavy breaths. His arm is wrapped around my waist, pulling me tightly into his side. I brush my fingers over the warm, smooth skin of his torso, wanting to stay this close to his blistering heat, because he makes me feel as though I’ll never be cold again.

I jump when my phone rings, buzzing against the bedside table like a pneumatic drill. Hurrying to disentangle myself from Nero’s hold, I quickly pick it up, glancing at the screen. Shit. Getting out of the bed, I leave the room, quietly closing the door behind me before I answer.

“Nicholai.”

“Ah, little dove.” He croons in Russian. “I have missed you.”

“I’ve missed you, too.” It’s more a false of habit than anything, but I do have an affection for Nicholai, a bond of sorts, in as much capacity as I have.

“I have a job for you. Very important, a personal favour for a friend. He requested you.” A thousand thoughts rush through my mind, but the main one is that I’ll have to leave, but of course, I will. I was always going to have to.

“Where?”

“Miami. Your flight is already booked from JFK this afternoon.” Shit, that’s fast. “It is an urgent job. You have a forty-eight hour deadline and then your target will leave the country.”

“Okay. Do you have an in for me?” Most jobs, I have to do my own reconnaissance, but with only two days, the client usually lays out some form of set up and Sasha does the rest.

“I have Sasha here for you.” There’s a moment of silence before Sasha’s voice comes over the line.

“Your target is Diego Rosso,” he says. Diego Rosso is a Cuban weapons dealer with a nasty habit of selling weapons to pretty much anyone who wants to buy them. He’s actually number eighteen on the FBI’s most wanted list, due to his rather friendly relationship with terrorists in Syria and Iraq. His name has popped up several times over the last few years, and I’m familiar with his network.

“I’ve looked at his credit card statements and it seems that whenever he’s in Miami he sends multiple transactions to an escort agency.” He’s all business. “I hacked the agency’s server and they have a booking tomorrow for one Mr Julian Torres, an alias of his.”

“The girl he booked?”

“I’m sending you her name and address now.”

“Thanks.” I hang up and linger in the hallway, bracing my back against the wall and pressing the top of the phone against my chin as I think through everything I need to do to tie up here. There is no amount of tying that can make leaving okay though, because, for once in my life, the next kill has lost its appeal. My main concern is Anna. I’ve done Nero’s job, now he needs to do his.

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