Page 96 of Stains of Desire
"Yeah," Dirk replies.
Penelope shudders.
I turn to her. "He'll get her."
"Ladies, you stay here. We've got some cleaning to do." Dirk pats me on the back, and we leave the room.
He pulls the blankets off the two men just as Tinker comes in. His face is slightly swollen and bruised.
"What the fuck happened here?" Tinker bellows.
"Good to see you, Tinker," I say.
He steps forward, and we pat each other on the back in an embrace.
He and Dirk do the same.
Dirk repeats what he just told me.
"Glad you got here in one piece. Where are your targets?" Tinker asks.
"In the kitchen," Dirk says.
"Are your targets as hot as the others?"
"My target's name is Penelope. And yeah, she's the hottest."
"Watch yourself," Dirk barks. "Zoe Diego is who I rescued."
Tinker raises his eyebrows. "The Zoe Diego? The girl you've obsessed over your entire adult life?"
"Yeah, and shut up," Dirk says.
I snort. "It's a good thing we have different taste in women. We'd be fighting if you were into Penelope."
Tinker groans. "No more brawls over women."
"What are you talking about?" Dirk asks. "We've never fought over a woman before."
He points to the dead guys. "Let's get this cleaned up, and I'll tell you all about my night with Ryker and Hunter and how they acted like animals."
