The Dirty Angels Trilogy: The Complete Box Set by Karina Halle

Author:Karina Halle [Halle, Karina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Metal Blonde Books
Published: 2016-07-15T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Derek

Even though Alana had agreed to stay in my hotel room for a while, we still weren’t in any rush to get out of bed. In fact, we stayed there all day, only taking a break to have room service.

We were both wrapped in hotel robes after enjoying a shower together. She’d gone down on me in there. She couldn’t drop to her knees because of her cast, but the shower seat worked just fine. The woman certainly knew how to fuck with her mouth. She also had this uncanny ability to fuck you with her eyes at the same time.

When Carmen died, everything had changed for me. Her brutal, haunting demise, right in front of me had changed the course of my life. It was all my fault. The two cartels, she never should have been caught in the middle of it. I never should have been involved. They said she was in the wrong place at the wrong time, but I knew it was more than that. Carlos had shown such little compassion for his sister before, the fact that she was there at all during that transaction was a sign. He didn’t care who got hurt, who died. Neither did the other side.

She was gunned down in front of my eyes. I can still see her running for me from across the road, the fear so rampant on her delicate face. She was telling me to get out of there while I stood there dumbly with my mouth open. I think I was yelling at her to do the same. I can’t really remember. One minute I had been waiting in the car, the next I was trying to reach her. It was all a blur. But I do remember the rose shade of her lipstick, the way her long red and white dress flowed behind her, and how, somehow in that terrible moment, she looked more beautiful than she had on our wedding day.

Then it was all erased by gunfire. Hot blasts. Bullets bouncing off the pavement. Smoke.

Blood.

She was shot on both sides. She was riddled with bullets from her brother, from the people I worked for, and ripped apart by the Gulf Cartel.

She was the first victim. And the only innocent one.

Seconds later, others died. The cartels faced off, both meaning to leave no one alive.

I don’t know how I didn’t run into the middle of it all, to go to Carmen’s lifeless body as she lay face down in the street, the blood pooling around her and creating new abstract patterns on her dress. I knew at that moment I wanted to die. I wanted to join her.

But after everything I’d been through, my survival instincts were stronger than my soul. I removed myself from the scene. I drove back to our house. I packed up everything I had that was important. It all went in a gym bag.

Then I got back in my car and drove.

I drove for days and days, my eyes burning behind the wheel during the day.

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