Page 44 of Fight or Flight
“Then what the hell is it?”
“A dummy card.”
“A dummy card?”
“Yup,” I say as he comes to stand in front of me again. “It’s a clone of the master card and has all sorts of fun features. One of them is the ability to lock doors that no one else can lock.”
“How did you get that?”
“I have my ways.”
“Did someone give it to you?” he presses.
“Depends what your definition of give it is.”
He shoots me a flat look.
“A master card was temporarily put in my possession,” I tell him. “And I cloned it before returning it to its rightful owner.”
“How did you clone it? Only Axel and Carter have that kind of authorization.”
“You don’t need authorization to clone a card. You just need the right tech.”
“And you have the right tech?”
I nod.
“Really? You expect me to believe thatyouknow how to clone cards?”
“I really don’t care what you believe,” I tell him. “I’m just answering your question.”
He holds out his hand. “Give it to me.”
“No.”
“Stop being an asshole and give me the damn card.”
“You want it?”
“Obviously.”
Not breaking eye contact with him, I slip the card under the waistband of my sweats and slide it down the front of my boxer briefs. “Then come and get it.”
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JACE
He sucks in a quick breath,and I can practically see his anger levels rising as he glares at me. “You’re seriously going to play that game right now?”
“What game?” I blink at him, feigning confusion.
“The game where you trick me into starting something.”
I huff out a laugh. “I don’t need to trick you into starting anything. You seem to be pretty damn good at that without any help from me.”
“Trust me when I say that tonight isn’t the night.” He pulls himself up to his full height and squares his shoulders.
“Say please.”
