Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 464

I had never killed anyone directly. I had left men broken and bleeding, and I had always given them a chance to walk away, and if they did not take it, or no one came for them in time, that was their problem, not mine.

I did not know if I would ever cross that line someday. But I knew, with a certainty that sat cold in my stomach, that if I ever stood face to face with Big Bryan and I had the chance, I would not hesitate to kill him. Not for a second. Not if that was what it took for Tasha to live a normal life.

The hotel Sparrow drove me to was the kind of place that did not announce itself, all dark stone and brass and doormen who appeared from nowhere. He pulled up to the entrance and handed me a key card from the glove compartment.

"Room 1408. Go up, clean yourself up. I will wait here."

"You're not coming in?"

"Are you giving me an invitation?"

I opened my mouth, caught his meaning a second too late, and closed it. "No. Forget I said anything. I'll be right out."

He chuckled, low and satisfied, and I got out of the car and fled into the hotel before he could say another word.

I went straight to the bathroom, stripped out of the clothes I had just bought, and stepped under the hottest water I could stand. I stood there for a long time with my face lifted, letting the heat work the dirt and the fear out of my skin, scrubbing the red dust of that hill out of my hair until the water ran clean.

I cleaned the scrapes on my shoulder, dried off, and dressed in the new clothes, and when I looked at my reflection in the mirror I had to admit I looked sharp. Not a woman who had been shot at, kidnapped, and rolled down a hill. Just a woman in a blue shirt and black jeans, ready for whatever came next.

I was back at the car before the valet had finished pretending not to stare.

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