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That’s intentional.

“Benedict has demanded action. We need all six gone.”

“Okay,” I bite through my teeth. “I can handle it. When?”

Cinnamon balances the man’s weight, struggling up the front steps. She leans him against the door before bending over and grabbing something from below the mat.

Must be a key.

The drunk man fully cups her ass, his fingers curling up under the long shirt. My vision goes red as she straightens up, knocking her head into his chin.

His skull slams back into the wall behind him, and I am immensely satisfied when he winces in visible pain.

It takes everything inside of me to not kill him.

For touching her.

Where is that coming from?

“Did you hear me?” Reuben sounds annoyed.

Enough for me to focus on him. “No.”

He sighs exasperatedly. “Of course you didn’t. We’re outsourcing this.”

Makes sense. All six names on that list could lead back to either of us. But I would still do it. Just to be rid of the problems.

“I have a few contacts,” I say, my hand on the car door handle, ready to spring into action if Cinnamon gets dragged into that house like the drunk man is trying to.

She cuts out at the last minute, spinning and falling to her knees and scraping them.

The man doesn’t even seem to notice…or care. He just stumbles through the doorway slamming the door shut behind him.

Asshole.

My attention lands on her. On the determination lit by the street lamp above.

Fuck, she’s clumsy.

On the dried blood below her nose.

Unlucky.

The word sinks uncomfortably in my gut.

An answer to a question I never cared to ask.

“No, this can’t find its way back to us. I will find someone and set it up. I just need you to be aware in case…”

“In case I have to clean up. I’ll be on standby.” I disconnect the call.

Cinnamon brushes her knees off as if it will resolve the blood pooling on them. And then she gets in her car and drives away.

I don’t hesitate before following her again. I am less careful this time, interested to see if she will notice me.

Maybe I can scare her.

There’s a deep rage that settles when she doesn’t notice me.