Phantom Warriors: Linx by Summers Jordan

Phantom Warriors: Linx by Summers Jordan

Author:Summers, Jordan [Summers, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-06-17T22:00:00+00:00


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Chapter Seven

Linx hailed a taxi and returned to the strip club. He may be angry at Tabby’s refusal to believe him, but Linx was furious with Sergei. No way would he let the man get away with threatening her.

He paid the taxi and watched it drive away. He gazed up and down the street, but no one was around. There were no cars parked outside the club yet, which was perfect for what he had in mind. Linx walked up to the front door and turned the knob. It opened. He found Boris inside, sitting on a barstool watching some kind of sporting event.

The beefy wall of a man stood and glared at him. "What do you think you're doing here?"

"I want to speak with Sergei." Linx watched as Boris raised his hand and gave some kind of a signal. Alexei and Viktor slipped out of the shadows. He eyed the men and grinned to himself. At least now it would be somewhat of a challenge.

Boris glanced over his shoulder. "We have a slow one.” He nodded in Linx’s direction. “He thinks because of his porn debut last night that we’re going to just let him walk in here and talk to the boss."

Viktor laughed and muttered something about a big dick under his breath.

Alexei moved in closer. "We owe you for that little stunt you pulled the other night. Don’t know how you did it, but we had to replace our car."

Linx arched a brow and leaned against the doorway. "And I owe you for taping me and my lady friend in a rather delicate position."

Alexei snorted. "You missed your calling, pretty boy. You could've made some serious money with that dick of yours, but now it's too late because nobody's going to hire you once we get done messing up your handsome face."

“I’ve heard of this. Is this what they call ‘trash talk’ here on Earth?” Linx asked.

“Duratski!” Viktor said.

“You’re right, he is an idiot,” Alexei added.

Bolstered by the other men's nearness, Boris made his move. The big man came in swinging, but Linx was ready. He caught Boris’ massive fist in his hand and squeezed. Bones crunched beneath his fingertips.

Boris howled in pain.

"What..." Viktor reached for his gun, but before he could pull it out of the harness beneath his jacket, Linx was on him.

Alexei rushed forward and barreled into Linx, sending him flying through the air. Linx flipped end over end and landed lightly on his feet, then rushed them. The beast rose inside of him and claws sprang from his fingertips. He felt his teeth lengthening and his vision shift.

Alexei helped Viktor up. Both men faced him.

"What is he?" Viktor asked.

Boris cradled his hand and stared in horror. "He's a Tchort. A demon. The devil himself."

"Kill it!" Alexei shouted.

The men drew their guns and fired wildly. Linx leapt into the air and landed on Viktor, who in turn fell into Alexei. Boris's gun wavered as he tried to get a clear shot.



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