Bitten By Regret (Just One Bite #2) by Glass Kay

Author:Glass, Kay [Glass, Kay]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-04-11T00:00:00+00:00

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Lizbeth had argued with Diandra right up until Alexar pulled up in front of the house and honked the horn. She wanted to help dispose of the remains but Diandra wouldn't hear of it. Minutes after she'd torn the assassin apart the body parts started steaming. A bright light shone from them so strongly that the women had to shield their eyes. When the light dissipated the body was gone and a pile of ash remained in its place. The women eyed each other in surprise- this was like nothing they had ever seen. It was more fitting for some cheesy horror movie and not real life. Diandra finally shrugged before saying that the horror movies finally got something right. All that remained to show what went on that morning was the ashes and the blood. She insisted that since the mess was relatively easy to clean up there was nothing to stop Lizbeth from doing her duty. Lizzie gave up- she leaned in and kissed Diandra goodbye and headed out the door. She grimaced as she realized she'd never gotten her coffee.

The taste of her fear was still thick in her throat- metallic and heavy as though she'd filled her mouth with pennies and even though she'd spit them back out the taste lingered. Sighing, she headed out the door, giving in and allowing herself one quick shudder of distaste before heading towards Alexar's car. If it weren't for the headlights being on she'd never have seen the damned thing. Mud brown, it blended in with the decreasing shadows as a faint light on the horizon let on that dawn was just around the corner.

"Hey, could you have been just a little more abrupt on the phone?" she said by way of greeting as she climbed in the passenger side. He grunted as he peeled out of the driveway, his tires squealing just a bit. Lizbeth quickly buckled her seatbelt to prevent being tossed about the seat like a rag doll during the drive. "Hey hero, can we stop by the gas station up ahead? I need coffee- badly. I'm even willing to drink bad coffee. I'm not picky." She lifted a hand to rub her temples as he shot past the convenience store. This promised to be a very long day if she didn't get her coffee fix. Some people smoked, some drank- Lizbeth was fine as long as she had her coffee. Without it she knew it wouldn't be long before her head started pounding like a steel drum and her eyes would burn from the lack of sleep. And let's face it- she would turn into a first class bitch without it.

Shifting her mind from its internal fixation on caffeine to her boss she was stunned at what she saw. Her normally impeccably dressed boss looked like a slob. His stubble had come in thick and dark, providing an oddly-compelling contrast to his salt-and-pepper hair. Speaking of hair, he'd obviously run his fingers through it frequently during the night as it stuck up and out in all directions.

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