Unbreakable by Max Henry

Author:Max Henry
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Romantic Suspense
Publisher: Max Henry
Published: 2016-05-30T18:00:00+00:00

TWENTY-FOUR

King

“I’m exorcising my right to instruct you to stand down until such time as the officers can meet to decide the future of your position.” Beefy laces his hands over his belly, as close as the big guy can get to crossing his arm over his chest. “Meeting’s in two days, Apex. You shouldn’t have any issue followin’ orders.”

“And who the fuck is goin’ to run the show, Beef?” He strides back and forth behind his desk, stopping every so often to shove at something on the top. “We’ve got no God-damned VP.”

“We haven’t got a fuckin’ president, either,” Beefy roars back. “You’ve been actin’ selfishly for the past few months now, brother. What else did you think we’d do when it got this far?”

“What have you got against me, huh?” He smirks at the two of us, Mighty having left to get himself a drink shortly after Fingers took Abbey. “What you bringin’ to the table? Any hard evidence, or is it all li’l bitch’s hearsay?” He glares across the room at me, sending my pulse thrumming in my neck.

“I don’t have to do a thing,” I spit at the asshole. “You’re diggin’ a mighty fine hole on your own, prospect.”

His eyes narrow as he looks me over, clearly trying to work out how I know the connection. “Who you been talkin’ to?”

“An old friend,” Beefy fills in. “Step out, Apex. I don’t want to see you in here until it’s been cleared by the board.”

“You aren’t takin’ jack fuckin’ squat away from me.” Apex’s eyes dart around the room, as though he searches for a clue to help him out. “This is mutiny. You realize that? You could be done for this too, Beefy. How does treason sound? Turnin’ against your brothers?”

“Sounds to me like you’re readin’ your own rap sheet,” I muse, running a finger over the dusty cabinet and tsk-ing. “You should take better care of your things. Never know what we might find once we dust the filth off .”

Apex growls at the double innuendo in my words. The man needs a walk-in robe to house all the skeletons he has in his closet. “It’s a dangerous thing to do, backin’ a man into a corner like this,” he threatens, his finger pointing at me then Beefy. “Hope you fuckers are ready to take whatever comes your way when I’m done explainin’ this to the officers.”

Beefy opens his mouth to speak when an almighty crash out in the common room halts our heated discussion square in its tracks. The three of us push through the door to see what the source of the commotion is as yelling echoes about the open space.

“Pres!” One of the younger prospects jogs across the open floor, his hand clutched to his ear, which bleeds in rivers down his arm and over his T-shirt. “We’ve got unwelcome company.”

Apex shoulders between Beefy and myself, but stops dead as Beefy’s hand slaps down on his collar.

“Not your job anymore,” our sergeant at arms warns.

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