“Park the car and come inside with us.” She said and saw his throat bob as he gulped, his fingers tightening around the steering wheel.
“Perché?”he asked in Italian,why?
Ray’s brow arched in interest at his smooth voice. At the perfect dialect he presented. Wondered how many more he was proficient in. If she played her cards right and chose to reveal him to the Lions as soon as possible, there was a chance she could gain full right over their loyalty. Her eyes strayed to Angel, who was leaning against the car with his arms crossed. But then, she’d be helping him by doing so.
She grit her teeth and leaned down to peer through the window, a small smile on her face, “Listen to me carefully, Sorin.”
She replied in Italian as well and saw his shoulders stiffen,
“You’re going to park that car and then you’re going to come with us inside the hotel.” His head swivelled in her direction, his black eyes wide. But he was still listening.
“And then you’re going to make yourself invisible until I find you.” She continued in Italian and his eyes flickered,“Si?”
“Si.”
Ray nodded and rose back to her full height, tapping the car’s metal surface as a sign for him to go. Sorin took off immediately and Angel took a step closer to her, bending to whisper in her ears softly. Menacingly.
“You better not back out now, Storm.” He murmured and rose his chin as Ray’s cold eyes settled on him. A dangerous smile spread on his face and Ray breathed out.
“If you do, the Lions won’t be the only enemies you make.”
* *
Angel had always been a great judge of character. So, interacting with Raylene Walker wasn’t only annoying, but it was also a large hit to his ego. Because no matter how hard he tried, no matter what he did, it seemed as though she was hellbent on always going against him. At times when he assumed that they could be on the same side, she turned and he was left with questioning everything all over again.
It wasn’t a great thing to experience over and over again.
“You look like you’re going to break your brain,” her voice was subtle beside him, jarring him from his thoughts. He didn’t respond, just decided to scowl ahead at the walls of the old hotel. He felt her sidle closer, the soft thump of her shoes echoing around him as they walked together.
“Stop worrying.” She said softly and Angel scoffed, “All I told him was to head to the hotel after parking the car.”
He blinked. Maybe he had been overreacting a bit. Angel’s eyes strayed to hers, but he didn’t have time to respond because her eyes were suddenly lighting up and she was walking away from him. Angel followed her line of vision, watching her rush ahead to greet the representatives from yesterday. His eyes fell on Akash Smith, the boy whose hands Ray had clasped in greeting. Angel’s eyes twitched in annoyance as Akash looked up at him from over Ray’s head and shot him a smirk.
The fucking nerve.
Angel strode forward, but Ray was already moving onto the next boy standing next to Akash. His eyes widened by a fraction when he saw the infamous member of their community.
Cameron and his vicious interpreter – Neera Griffin. He had apparently brought forth a large number of people from all around the world right into the open arms of a lot of groups. Being deaf, Cameron had managed to not only become a representative but also had gained quite a good reputation amongst a lot of groups. He’d helped bring in a rush of people and had opened the minds of people to accept people with disabilities. Today, being deaf, blind, or mute didn’t matter anymore. As long as you knew how to do your job. And he did hisfucking well.
Cameron had lost his voice with his hearing, but whenever Angel had conversations with him it never seemed as though he wasn’t speaking. It was because of him Angel had picked up sign language and was glad he did so because now he could hear Ray and Cameron’s conversation as clear as day.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you in person.”She was signing and Angel saw Cameron smile politely while signing back,
“Same goes for you.”
Angel was about to catch Ray’s response when a girl his age stepped in his path. His eyes widened, surprised at her nimble movement. Dark blue eyes and pin-straight black hair, she must be Neera Griffin. Neera had been recruited recently, and her reputation had skyrocketed. There were rumors that she’d been an assassin when she was younger and was an especially good one. Until she’d left that part of herself and had become Cameron’s interpreter. Now as Angel peered down at her in amusement, he couldn’t help but believe those rumors.
Neera might be small, but she wasvicious.
“It’s rude to eavesdrop on other’s conversations.” Her voice was cold, matching her icy glare. Angel dipped his head politely,
“I apologize.” He said and saw her rear back. Angel suppressed the roll of his eyes. It was always interesting to see how people responded when a major individual like him apologized when all people expected him to do was rage wars with mere words.
He was nineteen, notfucking foolish.
“I was just about to approach Mr. Cameron for a brief conversation.” He said, and sidestepped her, “I hope you wouldn’t mind that.”
Neera hummed under her breath but didn’t stop him from walking in Cameron’s and Ray’s direction. Ray had already moved on to the next person when Angel neared Cameron. The other boy looked at him with a knowing smile, making him grin as well.
