Page 118 of The Saviors: Part One
“Stop it! You guys are the worst.”
“Light blue tank top and these cute little shorts with daisies on them,” Nolan answers.
“Nolan coming in clutch with all the details,” Cole comments. “Are they short shorts?”
“You guys,” Chelsea groans. “Stop.”
“Very. Ow! That hurt!” I laugh quietly at Nolan and Chelsea. It seems to me they’re getting along just fine. “She just punched me in the arm.”
“Approaching house,” I relay. “All dark.”Perfect.We waited until the middle of the night so maybe I can catch this motherfucker sleeping. He won’t get a quick death, but it will be easier to grab him. “Going in.” They know that’s the signal that I won’t be able to talk, but they have eyes and ears on me just in case something does happen.
“Please be careful,” Chelsea whispers.
“He’s got this,” Nolan assures her. “Watch how cool this is.”
I quietly pick the lock and slip in through the backdoor, listening. Not hearing anything, I slide along the wall, searching every room, saving the upstairs for last. I hear a creak on the floor above me, and my head snaps that way.Got you.Creeping toward the stairs, I look up, making sure they aren’t waiting for me at the top, and then make my way up. I stop on the second to last step, listening again.Second door on the right.I pull my gun in front of me and peek around the corner. A guy is lying on the bed, scrolling through his phone. Is this Brady?
“That’s not him,” Axel says. “Chelsea, can you confirm?”
“No. I’ve never seen him before.”
“Grab him. He knows something,” Axel instructs.
I pull the sedative syringe from my pocket, and the dumbass still hasn’t looked up from his phone. I shove my Glock into the holster, make my way into the room, and stop just inside the door. I have a limited amount of time to hit him with the sedative before he notices me. I take a step forward, and his head snaps up, his eyes widening when he sees the skull mask. He tries to roll off the other side of the bed, but I dive on top of him, stabbing him in the leg with the needle. He slumps and almost takes me to the floor with him.
“I’m going to need help carrying this guy.”
“On my way,” Kai says.
“Are you okay?” Chelsea asks, and I smile. I like having her in my ear while we’re out.
“I’m fine, Gorgeous.”
“I’m pretty sure I lost circulation in my hand because of how hard she was squeezing it,” Nolan relays, and I laugh.
“You holding my woman’s hand, Nolan?”
“Yep. Someone has to while you guys are breaking into people’s houses.”
“You talk a lot of shit through comms.”
“Trust me, he talks shit to your face, too,” Axel says dryly.
“Kai, where the fuck are you?”
“I’m coming in now. Chill the hell out.”
“Maybe if you weren’t the size of a Mack truck, you could move faster.”
“Maybe if you weren’t such a bitch, you could have carried him by yourself.” Kai’s voice sounds behind me, and I whirl around.How the fuck did he sneak up on me?
“You guys fight like an old married couple,” Chelsea laughs.
“That makes you the other woman,” Nolan comments, and they start laughing.
“Holy shit. I’m the side chick.”
“You always come before this asshole, Dragonfly.” Kai throws the guy over his shoulder like he doesn’t weigh anything. “Let’s move.”
