Chapter 9
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Chapter 9
Lucas’s blood boiled with anger. He had a feeling this luxurious office in the most exclusive high-rise building in the center of the Central Business District wouldn’t have enough space to contain his ego. Especially when said ego was being damaged.
He slammed the phone down as his girlfriend, Alice, walked into his office.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
He frowned, looking her in the eye. “Have you ever talked to the client directly?”
“Which one?” Alice dropped down onto a comfortable reading chair.
“You know which one I’m talking about.”
The smile faded from her face. “You’re talking about the one who paid us an obscene amount of money to kill two guys? The accountant and the musician?” She arched an eyebrow.
“Don’t be snide. You know it’s not as easy as it sounds, Alice.”
“I’m not stupid.”
“Then answer me. I asked if you had ever talked to the client yourself. How did you find this client?”
“I went through a broker. Tell me what’s going on, Lucas.” She stood up.
Lucas looked pensively at the computer. “The client is sending help our way.”
“Isn’t that good? As long as he doesn’t cut back on the payment.”
Lucas shook his head. “Money isn’t the issue. The people he’s sending are the issue. We kill for a living. But we have our standards, Alice. The new people—they’re not from here.”
Alice scowled. “So what country are they coming from? As long as they speak English, it shouldn’t be a problem.”
Lucas shook his head. “I don’t think they speak at all.”
Mya’s phone vibrated, and a text message appeared as she checked it. “Dan Chandler is in danger. Death by fire.”
She furrowed her eyebrows. Didn’t she rescue him just yesterday from a death by fire? It hadn’t counted toward her balance because she had saved a girl she shouldn’t have saved, but this had to be a mistake. She checked the time and date and was sure that this was a new message from her deity network.
Mya concentrated and switched to her deity vision. She saw Dan walking into a place that looked like an art exhibit of some kind. Around Dan were several paintings and sculptures. Where was he? Mya heard familiar footsteps and shook her head. She could hear and feel Zach now. He was very close by. Mya snapped back to reality and switched off her vision.
She opened the door of the room as soon as Zach arrived. Zach had his hand in the air as if he was about to knock. He smiled. “Are you a psychic?”
“What are you thinking about?” she responded.
Zach grinned. “I’m glad you’re not one of those mind rapists.”
“Psychic ability is a talent, Zach. I’m sure those with the talent wouldn’t appreciate how you label them.”
He shook his head and gestured her to follow him. “It’s not a talent. It’s a curse.”
“Like you’d know.” She snorted and followed him. She saw Zach’s lips form a thin line, and it looked like a thought crossed his mind. But she needed her deity vision on to read his thoughts. Unable to do it now, she sighed and let her curious urges go.
Zach approached his motorbike parked around the corner, pulled out a spare helmet, and gave it to Mya. She stared at it.
“I hope you don’t mind. The band is using my car to load new gear for the show tomorrow. I can get a cab if you prefer something that moves on four wheels.”
Mya shook her head and grabbed the helmet. “No, this is fine.”
Sitting behind Zach with her body pressed against his would normally be a thrill for Mya, but her mind was too busy now with the possibility that Dan might be burned to death somewhere.
“How’s Dan this morning?”
“I just called him. He’s fine. Back to work already.”
“Where is he?”
“His company sponsors an art exhibition of some sort. He organizes the event. So he’s at the Melbourne Art Center, doing his business nonsense.”
“Can you take me there?”
“I’m going to meet up with him tonight. We have some important business to see to. You’re welcome to join us for dinner—”
“Take me to Dan.”
“I haven’t asked you how you found out where Dan was yesterday and how you knew he was in trouble.”
“Take me to the art center,” Mya told him again, firmly. Her stomach fluttered. She knew Dan’s danger was hovering nearby, but she didn’t know exactly what it was. Zach asked nothing further. He made a U-turn and headed toward the highway.
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