Destiny's Touch (The Complex Book 0) by Jane Hinchey & The Complex Book Series

Author:Jane Hinchey & The Complex Book Series [Hinchey, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-06-26T16:00:00+00:00

By the time I reached my apartment, I was breathless and paranoid. Had I been followed? I didn't think so but, I couldn't say with certainty that I hadn't.

"Secure the premises. Full lockdown," I commanded my AI.

"Lockdown initiated," the melodic voice informed me.

I blew out a breath, feeling marginally safer. But my face throbbed. I checked out the damage in the bathroom mirror. A dark, tender bruise marred my skin from cheekbone to jaw, but nothing was broken. And given my new healing powers, I knew the bruise would be gone soon. For now, I had more pressing matters to deal with. Like who the hell had attacked me, and why.

Was it a disgruntled competitor from the street fights? Someone I'd beaten whose pride couldn't take it? Street fighting was illegal, but we were a reasonably honorable bunch, and I couldn't really believe anyone would come at me with a knife if they had a beef with me. They were more likely to demand a rematch. So if not a fellow street fighter, then who?

My mind was going around and around in circles, and I was wearing a groove in the floor from all my pacing, when a piercing alarm filled the air. Since I'd activated the lockdown on my apartment, anyone approaching my front door—the only access point—would trigger the alarm. Someone was outside.

"Identify," I commanded the AI.

"Maddax Boyer."

"Alarm off. Allow entry, then reset." The blaring stopped and the front door opened. Maddax stepped inside, looking confused.

"What's going on?" He frowned when he heard the beep of the alarm being reset. Then he saw my face. He was by my side in an instant, cupping my chin in his hand as he surveyed the damage.

"Who did this?" Fury darkened his words.

I shrugged. "Don't know. That's what I've been trying to work out. I was jumped walking past an alley in the city center. Didn't see his face. He had a blade, meant business."

"Fuck. Are you okay?" He hugged me to his chest and I let myself lean on him. It felt good to have someone care.

"I'm fine. Rattled, but fine. I've been trying to figure out who would do this, but really, I have no clue."

"Could it be related to the street fights?" he suggested.

I shook my head. "I don't think so. There's honor amongst thieves, as they say. I don't think any of my past opponents would stoop this low. I was actually wondering if it could be related to the Humans First Group. They want me to join their cause."

He raised an eyebrow. "Interesting recruitment technique."

"Reverse psychology, perhaps, to scare me into joining them. For protection?"

"Let me ask around. I have some connections."

"Connections in the finance industry?" I laughed. "I can't see how they'll be of any help."

His eyes dropped to the floor and he frowned. Releasing me, he strode into my bedroom and flung open my closet. He grabbed the lone bag that had accompanied me to the Complex and started shoving a handful of clothes in, then headed to the bathroom to scoop up my toiletries, too.

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