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She didn’t look good, even with the darkness closing in around her from on all sides.
Well, let me rephrase that. Because she definitely looked as good as I remembered.
She just didn’t look happy.
But, she didn’t seem to be trying to get loose of her bonds, so that was something.
“Not exactly?” Thomas asked the group.
“No,” Jericho said as Andrew was shaking his head. “We took her back to her hotel room, and had some fun along the way in the back of the SUV.” He looked to me.
I immediately averted my gaze, readjusted my feet as best I could to relieve some of the tension below my belt. Because, yeah, there was definitely some pressure building up. And that flush I’d felt going to my cheeks? That wasn’t the only rush of blood I was feeling as I pictured both Andrew and Jericho with Carmen in the back of Jericho’s SUV, then up in her hotel room.
Oh no.
I’d known about Andrew and Jericho sometimes sharing girlfriends, or both picking up the same woman in bars for a wild one-night stand. Won’t lie, I’d always been curious… And now, here I was, with almost a front row seat.
And, I realized, I didn’t mind.
I just thought the whole thing was hot.
“Look, I’m not judging,” Thomas said, eyes going to my buddies. “You know how it is with me, Alice, Caden, and Vincent. But we’ve definitely never tried fucking a contract killer as a group. Especially not one who went after pregnant women. We try and keep things classy.” His eyes went to Jericho.
“You guys didn’t divulge anything compromising, did you?” Thomas asked.
“Not anything that I’m aware of,” replied Jericho. “Some details she might have overheard about us leaving soon, but nothing pertinent. Never came back here with us, never even learned our last names.”
“You?” Thomas asked, turning to me. “What’d she find out from you?”
“That I was in finance software sales,” I replied, my cock still trying to steal my attention with continued throbs. “Never even found out this hotel’s name, or who we work for.”
“So, it wasn’t any of you, then, that led her here.”
Almost in unison, the three of us shook our heads.
“Good, right?” Andrew asked.
But, Jericho, Thomas, and I all frowned.
“Not good, then?”
“No,” I said with a sigh, my voice low enough that only our quartet could hear. “That means she’s got intel about us and who we are, and also about Stella and what room we’ve been keeping her in. Maybe not every detail about us, but enough that she could plan an operation like this.”
“Which means we have a mole,” Jericho said with a visible wince, his voice not rising any louder than mine. “Or our communication lines are compromised.”
“Something,” Thomas said in agreement. “They’ve at least got a glass to our bedroom door, that’s for damn sure.”
“Fuck,” Andrew breathed.
“Yeah,” Thomas agreed. “Fuck is right.” He paused to take a deep breath. “Radio silence from here on,” Thomas continued in a harsh whisper. “I’ll send Leona an encrypted email and let her know she needs to scrub the system and take everything down for the moment.” Leona was our IT department, a hacker based out of Dallas. “But, no calls back to Colorado or any of the other field offices, and we switch entirely to cash to keep our financial trail minimal. Might be safer to ditch our primary phones and switch to burners, too. Check the message board in the coming days for instructions and updates, but for right now you’ll need to be independent. I’m going to take Stella and squirrel her away, but I need you three to handle your mystery woman.”
“Shouldn’t one of us go with you?” I asked. “Jericho, maybe? Or Andrew? Someone? They’re gonna be coming for her, and you’re going to be flying solo.”
Thomas shook his head. “Nah. If there was an entire apparatus in town, they wouldn’t have sent just your hitter down that rappel line. Would have been a whole team. What we’ve got right now is a lone gunman. Skilled for sure, but still all by her lonesome. I can slip out with Stella right now. All that leaves as a contact point is court on Monday morning.”
He sounded confident, and what he’d said made sense. But, still, I wasn’t sure. My eyes flickered to Jericho, found him nodding along with Thomas’ assessment.
“And you’ve got a place?” I asked. “Off the books, that the rest of Trinity’s management doesn’t know about? Because if there’s a mole, or a hacker, they’re going to know about…”
