Page 96 of Barristers & Bones

Fenn gazed down at the corpse and smiled. “From now on, when I need information out of someone, I’m going to use this threat.”

Kilian winced. “You people worry me sometimes.”

We started cleaning up and stripping off our protective gear when Fenn’s phone buzzed. He pulled it out of his pocket and glanced at me. “Roman’s on his way here, and he’s pissing mad.”

My mind raced, and I wondered how Roman knew where we were. Then my hand drifted up to my tracker. “What’d he say?”

He handed me his phone.

Roman Fowler: Why is my fucking wife at the fucking mortuary?

I started handing the phone back to Fenn but decided to answer.

Luna: This is your fucking wife. You told me to stay with Fenn and Kilian, and I did.

Roman Fowler: Do not FUCK with me right now. I set up a fucking meeting with the fucking Vegas drug syndicate and was about to walk in when Ivan informed me Fennick and Kilian Spade took Lionel Strack out the back of a fucking massage parlor.

Luna: Oh

As soon as I sent that text, I winced. Roman’s frustration and fury seemed to vibrate through Fenn’s phone, and there werea lotof f-bombs in his texts.

Roman Fowler: Oh? That’s all you have? I’ll be there in five minutes. Don’t fucking move from where you are standing right now.

I winced and handed Fenn’s phone back. “He said he’ll be here in five minutes. What should we do?”

Sylvie started forward. “Hide the body, lie while the cremator heats up, then burn the evidence. Let’s get cleaned up and meet them in Ezra’s office.”

Fenn grinned and folded his arms. “Or just own up to the fact that you nice people tortured and killed someone.”

I pointed at him. “You helped us.”

“Yes, but I’m not a nice person.”

Sylvie waved her hand. “He was a psychotic murderer who got off on torturing and killing women. We did the world a favor. We’re wasting time, what do you want to do?”

Sighing, I started putting the surgical tools into the bin to be cleaned and disinfected. “I prefer option one–hide the evidence and lie.”

Kilian folded his arms and gazed around the room. “It looks like a butcher shop in here with all the blood and sharp instruments, and he’ll want to see Lionel’s body. There’s no way you can hide all this before he gets here.”

Pulling off her face guard, Sylvie sighed. “Damn it, you’re right. Let’s clean up a little and make it look less like an episode fromDexterthough. I’ll turn on the cremator.”

A few minutes later, we heard sharp, impatient raps at the back door while we worked. Kilian walked out and came back with Roman and Drakos. Roman’s eyes narrowed on me and his lips were slashed into a narrow line.

His palpable fury riled me, and I smiled sweetly at him. “Hi, Honey. How was your day?”

Chapter 31

Roman

My eyes drilled into her. “Do you think it’s a good idea to provoke me right now, Sweetness?”

“Why would now be any different?” she returned.

The room looked like something out of a horror movie, except Luna wore cheery, blood-splattered, yellow polka-dot rubber boots. “What in theactual fuckhappened here?”

“You’re going to be disappointed if you came to help. It ended kind of abruptly.”

Her retorts made me want to fuck that little mouth of hers with my hand on her neck so I could feel my cock lodged deep in her throat. It had been a frustrating day. “Your ass is going to have a long talk with my palm when we get home if you keep throwing lip at me.”

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