Page 9 of Beta Team-The Saviors: Part two
“You seem to talk freely at High Flyer. All I had to do was blend in.”
“Then why start asking questions?” Tyler demands.
“So Ari would go on alert and be more vigilant.”
“Why not approach him?” Tyler presses.
“Because Ari isn’t going to trust anyone from his past.”
“But we’re supposed to trust you?” Tyler continues. “You could be working with Aharon.”
Tivon’s entire face changes from understanding why he’s being questioned to pissed off. “I would never work for him,” Tivon grits out. “He killed my brother in cold blood.”
Commotion from the front of the house catches our attention, and then Chelsea jogs into the living room. “Uh, Kane’s here.”
“Shit,” Axel mutters, getting to his feet. “Let him in.”
Chelsea pushes a button on her phone and grins at us. “You guys are so dead.” With a flip of her hair, she makes her way back toward the office with Nolan.
“Keep your mouth shut,” Axel warns Tyler. “He’s already beyond pissed. The last thing I need is him cutting your head off with a machete.”
“I didn’t know you cared that much,” Tyler breathes, grabbing his chest.
“I don’t. I just don’t want to clean the mess up.”
“Where is she?” Kane’s voice booms through the kitchen, and we follow behind Axel. Every muscle in Kane’s body is tight, but Blaze is leaning against the doorframe, completely relaxed. Something tells me that move is deceptive, that he could move at a seconds notice. There’s two other guys standing with them, and my guess is they’re the husbands.
“Let’s sit down and talk,” Axel offers, but Kane’s eyes are zeroed in on me and Tyler.
“I was assured nothing would happen to her on your watch,” Kane says. “It took a month for her to be kidnapped and drugged. Now. Where the fuck is she?”
“She’s in the office with Chelsea,” Axel answers. “We didn’t anticipate this happening.”
“There were warnings,” Kane growls, taking a step forward. “I should have been called immediately, so I could take her home.”
“She didn’t want to go home,” I throw in, earning a warning look from Axel. “It should be her choice.”
Kane’s lips peel back from his teeth, and I know I probably fucked up. His hand twitches at his side, and the guy with the curly hair grabs his arm. “Kane,” he says softly, “we talked about this on the way over.”
“Go get my sister,” Kane demands, ignoring him. “We’re leaving.”
“You aren’t dragging her out of here,” Tyler argues. “We can protect her.”
“It doesn’t seem like it to me.”
“Fuck you,” Tyler barks. “You couldn’t protect her either.”
My mouth drops open as Blaze stands to his full height, and Kane looks like he could breathe fire. “We can leave peacefully, or I can slit everyone’s throat here. I have no problem making a mess.”
“I’d like to see you try,” Tyler pushes. “You’re outnumbered.”
“We’ve taken out more than this with just the two of us,” Blaze says calmly, but I see that look in his eyes. He’s plotting each of our deaths, one by one.
“Is that supposed to scare us?” I argue, and Axel shakes his head. “Kira is ours to protect, and we’d lay down our lives to do that.”
“Kira isn’t yours,” Kane roars, making the dark haired guy flinch. “You were supposed to make sure she stayed safe, not put your hands on her.”
“I can make my own damn decisions.” Kira walks into the kitchen, going to stand toe to toe with Kane. It would be comical with the height difference if she wasn’t shooting fire from her eyes. “Are you done slinging your dick around so we can talk?”
