Love the Sinner by Avril Ashton

Author:Avril Ashton [Ashton, Avril]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2012-10-11T16:00:00+00:00

Love the Sinner

their hands into waistbands, clutching their pieces no doubt, and he held his hands up, palms spread.

Walking into the lion’s den with no backup, no protection. No one but Gabe knew he’d be there today.

“Easy, gentlemen.” He stopped in front of the group, meeting the eyes of Hugo, Carlos’ most loyal man. More than once Angelo wished he’d sliced Hugo’s throat back when he had the bastard on his knees and blubbering. “Hugo, long time no see. Hope you’ve grown a pair since then.”

A red flush darkened Hugo’s face, hate filled his eyes as he stepped forward.

Angelo allowed a lazy smile to curve his lips. “Back the fuck up, Hugo. We both know you don’t blink without orders. Take me to see my uncle.” Hugo growled as one of his friends laid a hand on his biceps, but he took that step back.

“I’ve got a bullet with your name on it,” Hugo promised.

“Really?” Angelo laughed. “I smell your fear from here.” He spat on the pavement.

“Strong, like hot piss.”

Hugo froze, only for a quick second, before heading into the back of the garage, but Angelo caught it. That comment hit home. Hugo had pissed himself when Angelo stuck the muzzle of his .9mm in his mouth. He grinned at the memory.

As Hugo disappeared through a back door, three guys flanked Angelo where he stood, hands now clasped behind his back. Waiting. He ignored them, eyeing the blue candy paint on a low-riding Chevy Impala.

Pretty.

The garage was a front for whatever mess Carlos decided to dip his grubby hands in, but they were legitimate and did nice work. Back when Carlos was locked up, the place teemed with customers. Today, aside from Angelo and the three-man team giving him the stink eye, the place was deserted.

Carlos was a fucking parasite, sucking blood from whatever and whomever managed to find themselves stuck in his web.

His time was almost up though, Angelo would see to that.

A door banged inside the garage and he looked up. Hugo came back out, jaw set, eyes shooting daggers at Angelo.

“Search him.”

Angelo smirked as the men shoved him against the wall and felt him up, rough hands dipping between and sliding up his legs before they emptied his pockets.

Nothing there but his cell phones and car keys. They allowed him to keep possession of those while continuing their search.

Finished, they stepped back, frowns playing on their brows. Probably wondering who was crazy enough to voluntarily step into Carlos’ lair without weapons.

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