Magic Thief (The New York Shade Book 1) by D.N. Hoxa

Author:D.N. Hoxa [Hoxa, D.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: D.N. Hoxa
Published: 2020-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

We walked into the apartment building, side by side. The revolving doors made me a bit dizzy. I wanted to start screaming at Damian already, but there was a guard with brown hair and a warm smile by the door.

“Good evening,” I said with a nod.

“Good evening, miss,” the guard said, his smile widening. It wasn’t his fault that I was pissed. It was Damian’s, and as soon as we got into the elevator and the doors slid closed, I spoke.

“What the hell were you thinking? I told you to stand back. I told you to keep hidden, and you just waltzed out of that alley, just like that!”

“Keep your voice down, little thief.”

The bastard. “No!” I shouted, and Kit squeaked in support. “We had a deal! I told you to stand back and—”

“And I would have, had I not heard your brother’s friend,” Damian said, turning his head to me slowly. Gone was the guilt in his eyes. In its place was now raw fury.

“Travis?” I asked, and he nodded. “What did you hear?”

“He was telling his friends how he felt sorry that those men were going to kill you tonight. He said they didn’t allow anyone from the outside to know about their secret, and as soon as you talked to them, they would put a bullet through your head.”

“Travis wouldn’t say that,” I said, but I wasn’t so sure. I’d never particularly liked Travis. He’d always seemed fake, telling you exactly what you wanted to hear, but never actually meaning it. Still, I doubted he’d have thrown me to the wolves like that.

“He did. And I had no choice. I wasn’t going to risk your life like that,” Damian said, and the elevator doors opened. We’d arrived at the penthouse.

All the lights were on. Moira, Zane, John and Emanuel were standing, their eyes on us as we stepped inside, their expressions blank.

“Gentlemen,” Damian said, and only then did I realize that there was someone else in the living room.

Two men dressed in black suits, and they were sitting on one of the sofas across from Damian’s team.

My heart skipped a beat. They were with the Guild.

Damian didn’t flinch. He didn’t hesitate as he walked to them with his hands in his pockets, like he’d expected them to be there all along. He hadn’t. Otherwise he’d have said something to me.

Quietly, I went to stand next to the team. I wanted to hear this.

“Mr. Reed, so sorry to come here like this, uninvited,” the man on the right said as they both stood up. He was taller of the two, about five feet eight, with wavy brown hair that had turned grey close to his ears. His piercing blue eyes looked at me for a second, but then he turned his focus to Damian.

“Since you’re already here, Mr. Landon, by all means, have a seat.” Damian sat on the sofa opposite them, his back turned to us. He looked completely at ease, stretching his arms over the sofa’s back, one leg over the other.

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