Page 48 of Brian and Mina's Holiday Hits
“I better get to go.”
He smirks. “Or what?” The haunted look in his eyes has faded away, replaced with the wicked gleam reserved only for me.
“I do get to go, right?”
He chuckles. “Yes, you get to go.”
“On Halloween?”
“If I can swing it, that’s when I thought we could take him out. Windsor is a paranoid man and always heavily guarded, but at a party where he’s relaxed with everyone around him singing his praises, we should be able to find our moment.”
“But… Halloween. It’s so far away.”
He arches a brow. “Relax, Killer. I’ve got another side job we can go on together.” He pulls a folded up piece of paper from his pocket and waves it in the air, teasing me.
“Another contract?”
“Nope. Anton stopped me upstairs, and apparently one of our buyers doesn’t understand the consequences of breaking house rules.”
“Oh, let me kill him. You already got to kill someone today.” And besides, the men who break house rules are abusing the women they bought, so I definitely want to be the one to spill blood.
Brian just smirks.
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“What do you think?”
I turn to find Mina in a black corset and black leather pants with matching boots. “What am I supposed to be commentating on?” I ask, confused. This is pretty much the standard attire she’s worn every time we’ve been in a killing people situation together. That’s only been a few times, but still, a pattern is emerging.
“This corset. Do you think it’s too tight?”
“Are you planning to seduce him before you kill him?” I ask, waggling my eyebrows as I zero in on her cleavage.
“Hilarious. I mean… I don’t know if I can move properly in this one.”
“You seem to be moving fine to me. You look great, Killer. Now let’s go.”
She blushes, but follows me out to the car.
“Why are you so jumpy?” I ask.
“Do we have everything?”
“I always keep this car ready to go for standard house jobs.”
She nods, and puts her seatbelt on. “But do I have a bag? Withmyguns?”
“Yes, you’ve got a bag.” I pull the car through the circular driveway and out onto the main road. “What’s this about, Mina?”
“I don’t know. It’s just… at Easter I didn’t think about it, I just came to get you. And then for the Fourth of July there was a lot of planning, and it was going to be a boring button push anyway…”
“Famous last words.”
She laughs a little, but continues, “I don’t know, we didn’t plan for this. What if something happens?”
I squeeze her knee. “Nothing’s going to happen. These guys aren’t hardened criminals. They’re idiots with a kink, and some of them break our rules. So we enforce.”
