From These Ashes: Haven Hart Book 4 by King Davidson

Author:King, Davidson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-11-27T16:00:00+00:00

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I wondered what theme Atlas was going for with all of the feathers, glitter, and stars hanging from the ceiling. I ordered a Jack and coke and stared the door down like I was going to fight it.

Five minutes to nine, I breathed what felt like my first breath in hours. I watched as Quill smiled at the bouncer by the door, his body sinuously dressed in a tight, white material that shimmered. His hair was gunmetal gray, the normally black bracelets he always wore replaced with shiny silver ones. I couldn’t hear what they were talking about, but the laughter that fell from his mouth filled me with relief, a reassuring calm. He was safe.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he slipped through the crowd. He was only a few feet in front of me when his color-of-the-day, stunning white eyes locked with mine.

“Black,” he gasped. “Are you okay?”

“Am I okay?” Realizing my voice was rising, I collected myself. “I’ve been looking for you all day.”

He didn’t look ashamed or upset; he was clearly confused. “But I don’t understand.”

How could he not understand? “Where did I lose you in my statement?”

He scanned the room with his white eyes. It wasn’t busy yet, so he gestured for me to follow him. We walked down a narrow corridor and turned to a room. Chairs and tables were all that filled it. He punched his number in and rounded on me.

“Don’t come into my place of work and treat me like a kid. You told me to leave my apartment and tell no one where I was going, to keep to my schedule, so I did that, and now you’re yelling at me?”

What the…. “I never told you to do that. Why would I tell you to leave the one place you were most safe?”

“Yes, you did. I got a call, listen.” He took out his cell and played the voice mail. Sure enough, a voice sounding a lot like mine urged Quill to grab a few things, tell no one where he was going, and stay there until he had to go to work.

“I never made that call, Quill.”

It had just dawned on Quill that he had done exactly what whoever on that message wanted when a loud boom came from outside. Not in the club, but from outside the building. Grabbing Quill, I raced down the corridor. Team X was right there.

“We need to get out of here,” the leader, Malcom, said.

“What was that?” I asked as I followed behind him, Quill’s hand in mine.

“Car bomb.” Just as he said that, another explosion was heard. “Make that two.”

“Ronnie?” Quill shouted through the screams of patrons.

“No way, not the Sterlings’ style,” Malcom said at the same time I also said no.

When we exited the building, a black van was waiting. “Go to your safe house,” Malcom directed, and it was by far the best place to go.

With Team X taking point on this, I concentrated on being vigilant and keeping Quill safe.

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