Draven (The O'Reilly Brotherhood Series Book 5) by Tracie Delaney

Author:Tracie Delaney [Delaney, Tracie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Firefly Publishing Limited
Published: 2024-08-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Draven

While skirting along the edge of the warehouse, I make sure to stay in the shadows. There aren’t any windows on this side of the building, nor the front opposite where Louise and I had waited.

A smile tugs at my lips. There’s no doubt her anger will build while I’m gone, and I fully expect payback when I return. I can’t wait. The idea of a raging Lola turns me on. The angrier she becomes, the harder my dick gets. I hope the women are being kept here, for their sake, for Lola’s, and selfishly, for mine. I’m desperate to fuck her, but when I get her into my bed, I want no distractions, no mind wandering, no guilt.

It occurs to me that behind Louise’s rants is an element of concern for me, and that my welfare matters to her. I rub a fist against my sternum, uncomfortable with the thought she might care that much, yet touched at the same time.

Forcing my mind back to the job at hand, I draw to a halt, holding my breath as I peer around the back of the property. Damn. The third man we’d seen outside Shala’s club is leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette, the tip glowing orange in the pitch black. He shifts his weight, rests one foot against the wall, then blows white plumes into the night air.

I estimate there’s ten feet between us, which is too far to try and take him down with a surprise attack, and using my gun will only attract more attention. I need to get through that door, though. Only by checking the inside of the warehouse will I know whether we have enough intel to call in the cops.

Bending down, I pick up a rock, throw it, and wait. Sure enough, I hear the unmistakable sound of a gun being cocked, then footsteps coming my way. I slip my own gun into the back of my jeans.

The art of surprise is the biggest weapon when taking someone down. The guy doesn’t even see it coming. I disarm him, lock my forearm around his throat, and cut off his air supply in around five seconds, with minimal noise.

Result.

Taking a roll of duct tape from my inside pocket—yep, I came prepared. A fact I’d kept from Louise—I tape the guy’s ankles, hands, and mouth, then drag him over to some bushes to leave him lying face down. They’re not impossible to escape from, but by the time he does, either this place will be crawling with cops, or I’ll have found nothing, and Louise and I will be long gone.

I pocket the guy’s gun, take mine out, and slip inside the open door. All lights are off except for a white glow on the far left hand side of the vast, empty space. Skirting the perimeter, I make my way toward it. As carefully as possible, I press down on the door handle and ease it open, braced to take down anyone I find inside.

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