Little Bird by Kally Ash

Author:Kally Ash
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon & Schuster Australia
Published: 2023-04-05T00:00:00+00:00

21 Bane

FUCK NO, THIS WAS NOT happening. I clutched the phone more tightly against my ear, willing the rage to stay at bay. It was a fucking losing battle. I could feel it curling around my mind, demanding I protect what was mine. It had happened that night I beat my father to within an inch of his life after he’d hit my mom for the final time, and it was happening now too.

“Are you in there yet?” I barked, then cursed myself for yelling. Wren was worried. I heard it in her voice. I was so fucking glad she called me instead of brushing off her suspicions even though I was sure it was a hit to the whole independent woman thing she showed the world. I stood so I could pace.

There was a soft click, then when her voice came back over the line, it was quiet. “Okay, I’m in the bathroom.”

“Good. I’m hanging up now and calling Andy. Stay there. Don’t let anyone into your apartment until you hear his voice.” She said nothing, and I growled, “Tell me you fucking understand, Wren.”

“I understand.”

“Good girl.” I hung up and dialed Andy.

“Mr. Rivera?”

“I need you to go and collect Wren. Take her to my apartment. Keep the Glock in the glovebox with you.”

“Yes, sir.”

I called Wren back. “He’s on his way now.”

“Okay.”

The call disconnected, and it was a fucking miracle I managed to let go of the phone. Dropping it to the desk like it was on fucking fire, I shut my eyes and tried to draw in calming breaths. My rage was still darkness swirling inside of me, an insidious run of thoughts. Digging my fingers into the back of the leather chair, I bowed my head and counted to ten. When I finally reached that magical double-digit, I felt slightly more in control.

Slightly.

Sending Andy to Wren hadn’t been my first choice. Dagger would’ve been a much deadlier choice, but my Little Bird hadn’t met him, didn’t know him, and the thought of making her even more scared was a hell-fucking-no for me. Andy could hold his own, though. He was also ex-military, so he knew his way around a weapon and was adept at hand-to-hand combat. As an added bonus, he’d been trained as a field medic.

Not that Wren was hurt, I reminded myself.

Releasing my fingers, I straightened, then swallowed the rest of my whiskey. As I drained the last of the glass, there was a knock on my office door.

“Yeah,” I snarled, slamming the tumbler back down.

I bit back the curse when I saw who it was. Detective Cox strolled in like she owned the damn place. Her blonde hair was slicked back away from her face, held like a hostage on the back of her head in a bun. The black pantsuit she was wearing was well-pressed, her white shirt underneath crisp.

“Fuck, what do you want?” I snapped.

“Nice to see you too, Bane.”

I glared at her. Fuck her. I didn’t give a fuck if she was a cop.

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