Bad Faith (Mason Ashford Thriller Series Book 1) by Nick Stevens

Author:Nick Stevens [Stevens, Nick]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-17T16:00:00+00:00

Aaron stormed out of the office. Bethany followed a few paces behind him.

Bethany continued mocking him, now out of Paul’s earshot. “What’s wrong, Aaron? Angry that you came up short again?”

He stopped, pausing mid-stride, weighing his options. He decided.

“Now what? You going to say something? Try to use big words this time.”

Spinning to his left, he caught Bethany by the throat in his right hand. Lifting her off the ground, her feet dangled inches above the floor.

His speed shocked her. Bethany knew Aaron as the dog she could kick, but she’d underestimated his simmering rage. She turned up the heat, and he boiled over.

Aaron’s dead gaze stared up at her as he closed his hand around her throat. She struggled against his grip, clawing at his wrist with her nails. He knocked away her feeble kicks. Aaron registered the weak attempt with an exhaled snort.

“That the best you got, Bethany? I strangled women and children with more fight than you.”

Bethany saw stars and her vision darkened. The realization that Aaron intended to kill her jolted her back to consciousness. Paul needed her, but even he couldn’t call off his dog.

Reaching into her back pocket, she pulled out a small folding knife. She snapped it open in her left hand and slashed the tiny blade against his arm. Light flashed against the shiny metal as she stabbed downward, embedding the knife in Aaron’s flesh.

His grip failed against the attack. Bethany crashed to the floor, gasping for air.

Staring at the knife, he wrapped a meaty hand around it, pulling it out with a grunt. Blood ran down his arm from both wounds she’d inflicted. Tossing the knife to the floor, he tore the sleeve from his shirt, wrapping it around his injured forearm.

Bethany struggled to her feet, coughing. Spotting the blood-covered knife against the wood floor, she dove for it and rolled back to her feet. Snatching it in her hand, her eyes darted around the room, searching for exits.

Aaron stood between her and the only door.

“What’s it going to be, Aaron? We still have work to do. Do you want to get paid, or do you want me to kill you in this room?”

His stoic shell breaking, he chuckled under his breath. “It’s always about the money for you, isn’t it?” He stared at the knife. “Keep your money. We will finish this later. Count on it.”

Bethany noticed how he said it. Money. Like a curse.

He turned, walking from the room. A trickle of blood trailing him out the door.

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