How to Shield an Assassin by Sherwood AJ

Author:Sherwood, AJ
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-12T16:00:00+00:00

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Carter

Carter arrived at the townhome later the next morning with no fanfare. Two furniture moving trucks were unloading, mostly beds, Carter noted. A table, chairs, desk, and some couches as well, but mostly beds. It made sense. They only needed the essentials for the next four weeks and this place would likely be abandoned after that. Although it did beg the question: who covered the costs for expenses on this project?

The townhome was a typical red brick, two-story building matching with all of the others around it. Anonymous in the best sense and Carter approved. The side of the house had white siding and a two-car attached garage, which he also approved of. Being able to keep the vehicles out of sight while they prepped would be important. K apparently knew how to set up a safehouse. The parking spaces in the front would work for the four vehicles they needed to park, as of course each man had driven his own car in.

He slipped in behind two of the furniture movers, following the dulcet tones of an irate man’s voice. Mid-western dialect twined through the words the louder he got. Carter got a good look at the place as he moved. It was so neutral in tone and color, he found it bland. Beige carpet, off-white walls, no personality whatsoever. At least it was perfectly clean and in good condition. He’d stayed in worse places. Although somehow Carter got the impression that if Remi hadn’t been with them, the accommodations wouldn’t have been nearly so nice.

The speaker was in the kitchen, leaning against a granite-topped island, his free hand gesturing in the air as he spoke. He wasn’t much taller than Carter’s five-ten, slim and wiry, his messy, shortish-textured black hair not styled. He looked pale, the sort of pale stemming from too much time spent indoors. He was in loose jeans, flipflops, and a t-shirt faded to grey from many, many washings.

The hacker, K, had arrived. As he turned, Carter blinked. Huh. He was actually cuter in person. He reminded Carter of those K-pop idols his sister liked to drool over. He had that pretty-boy look to him.

K gave him a quick smile and held up a finger, asking for a minute. Then his face hardened as he practically snarled into the phone, “I’m not mad you called me that. I’m sad you lack the creativity to call me anything else, you knuckle dragging, inbred swamp twat. You listen to me; I have to go dark for a month or so. I can’t watch your back during that time, and I can’t help you unravel this current problem more than I have. Use the brain your daddy gave you, and the painstaking intel I gave you, and watch your back, you hear me? What? No, I’m not in trouble. Brannigan. Bran, quit it. I’m just on a job, it’s not something you can help me with. Oh you’re so sweet,” K’s tone made it clear he thought the

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