Page 302 of Shadowman
“I thought you guys had the prison,” Ren mutters. “Why would you need to hack the servers? They’re in the prison…”
“The Ivory has guys in the control room,” Joy explains. “Holding our guys hostage.”
Ren’s face drops, blue eyes shining with worry. “Carson…?”
She nods solemnly, and he swallows.
“Is he alright?”
“We don’t know,” Rook grunts. “We haven’t been able to speak to them in weeks… Carson, Denton, Mark…”
“Mickey?” Kemper asks.
Joy scoffs. “Fuck that guy. He’s a traitor.”
For some reason, everyone looks at me. And it brings back all of my insecurities, all the reasons I’d been hesitant to defect back toTeam Velle.
But then Joy wraps her arm around my waist, pulling me into her side. “We’re really happy to have you back,jeonsa.” She kisses my cheek.
“Yea, that was pretty badass, by the way.” Dash grins at me. “That stuff you said on the beach… To Russo.”
“Was it true?” Ren leans in, damn near toppling over he’s so thirsty for the tea.
I have to chuckle, but I’m fidgeting, cheeks warming because they’re allstaringat me.
Sucking in a deep breath, I give up and nod. “Yea… It was.”
Luthor gives me a kind, if sympathetic look while Ren blinks. “How come you never told us?”
“I never told anyone…” I mutter.
Except…
Shaking it off, my gaze lifts to Felix. “Thanks. Seriously, that was… fucking crazy.” I laugh, and he grins, biting his lip. “But it was pretty damn badass.”
“Yea, it was!” Dash cheers, turning to Kemper. “Babe, you should’ve seen it! Felix snuck up behind Governor Russo while Byron was giving him the business, distracting him and shit… Then, all of a sudden, at the perfect moment,wham!”Dash mimics slitting his throat, complete with blood spray and everything. “Slit his throat like fuckin’ Rambo!Socool.”
Kemper grins, nodding animatedly while shooting a disturbed look at The Carver.
“More like Rambo’s gay friend, Flambo,” Ren cackles.
Hancock chokes. Luthor shakes his head, and the rest of us burst into fits of laughter. Even Dr. Love is cracking a smile.
“No, for real, though,” Luthor sighs out his amusement. “You guys didn’t plan that?? It seemed rehearsed.”
Felix and I share a look. He purses his lips over an eager smile that I can’t help returning.
“I guess we make a good team,” I hum.
He looks purely elated. I kinda like it. It feels good not to be holding on to that grudge anymore. I’m positive O’Malley wouldn’t care.
Well, he might. Since he’s most likely burning in hell right now.
Everyone disperses, going for food, water, and supplies. And I think this might be the best time…
I mean, fuck it, right? Who knows how much longer any of us have…
Approaching Luthor and Ren, I keep my voice hushed. “Hey, can I talk to you guys for a minute?”
