Shadow Ops: Danger's Heat (Kindle Worlds Novella) (A Shadow Ops Novella Book 2) by LS Silverii
Authors: LS Silverii
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her head.
“Who’s Rougarou?” Justice asked.
“Some blue star secret in their database,” Voodoo snapped sarcastically. Rose jerked up to reach for her—too late.
Justice’s look blanked. “Blue star? Rose, what the fuck have you gotten me into?” His voice trembled. His hulking frame seemed to wither before the group.
“You know that’s a no talk,” Rose said. Her eyes blazed at Voodoo, lips pursed so tight, they created a circle.
“This changes shit, Rose. I’m not getting involved at that level. None of this happened.” He stood up and stole all the free space in the back office.
“We need your help, Justice,” Rose pleaded. His big paw scrubbed over his face and beard before slamming the door shut as he exited the room.
“Stupid move, Voodoo,” Rose snapped and continued to glare at her.
“Sorry, but unless you tell me what the fuck a blue star means, how do I know it’s important? I’m just a high school dropout, remember?” She curled her bottom lip down and imitated sad eyes in a sort of taunt. “So don’t tell me I’m stupid again.”
“You just jeopardized the mission,” Rose said.
“Maybe you did by not telling him the whole truth. He’s a good man and deserves that much,” Voodoo defended.
“Maybe so.” Rose said.
“Oh, and Bonny replied to my text.”
“I see that. HQ just messaged me. They’re working on a location—keep up the communications.” Rose’s eyes brightened. The team gathered around the two.
“Did you see who I saw behind the pool table?” Hollywood asked Chase.
“No, who?”
“Lucky Cavanaugh.”
“No freaking way.” Chase let slip a nervous laugh.
“It’s ringing.” Surprised, Voodoo held the phone out to show everyone. Billy curled her hand back toward her head and mouthed for her to answer it. Hollywood and Chase quieted.
“Hey, Bonny. Where you been, girl?”
“Oh, here and there.”
The room stilled, as every operative huddled to listen.
“I need you to pay rent for March. Shit, it’s like two weeks overdue. You know they gonna boot me.”
“Why don’t you ask your beau to help pay?”
“Who?”
“Hollywood, I thought y’all were all in love.”
“That dude hauled ass after Mardi Gras. I thought he’d be different, but work called and he hauled.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously.” Voodoo mocked a cry with wiped tears.
“I’m sorry, baby girl. He looked like a dick anyway.”
“Thanks. You coming home soon, or should I look for a new roomie?”
Rose jerked her head up from the e-tablet—a big smile and thumbs up signaled they’d locked onto her call and were narrowing the location. Rose rolled her finger for Voodoo to keep Bonny on the line. Voodoo winked.
“Where were those bikers heading?” Rose whispered in Hollywood’s ear.
“Shit, Rose, we got a serious problem,” Hollywood warned.
CHAPTER 16
Hollywood’s pulse began to race. Even exercises to calm his breathing in stress situations wasn’t working. The thought that his partner and friend, Lucky Cavanaugh was on the other side of the OMC’s clubhouse door and possibly in a deadly scenario made remaining calm almost irrational. There was nothing he could do at the moment—everyone’s lives were at risk.
“Hollywood, pay attention—where were those six bikers heading?” Rose leaned closer—he felt the hot rush of air.
“The SilverHart Complex on the South Side,” Hollywood replied. His focus shifted to Rose’s e-tablet as Voodoo’s conversation with Bonny droned on behind him.
“That’s not where Bonny’s calling from. Better cue Justice—might be a trap.” Rose’s face showed an unusual level of concern, considering the disrespect the bikers had shown her earlier.
Anxiety formed a sheen of sweat across Hollywood’s forehead. He was sure it was Lucky in the clubhouse, but no one else seemed to have noticed. He motioned for Billy to come closer while Rose handled Voodoo’s phone call and HQ’s information feed.
“Who’s Rougarou?” Justice asked.
“Some blue star secret in their database,” Voodoo snapped sarcastically. Rose jerked up to reach for her—too late.
Justice’s look blanked. “Blue star? Rose, what the fuck have you gotten me into?” His voice trembled. His hulking frame seemed to wither before the group.
“You know that’s a no talk,” Rose said. Her eyes blazed at Voodoo, lips pursed so tight, they created a circle.
“This changes shit, Rose. I’m not getting involved at that level. None of this happened.” He stood up and stole all the free space in the back office.
“We need your help, Justice,” Rose pleaded. His big paw scrubbed over his face and beard before slamming the door shut as he exited the room.
“Stupid move, Voodoo,” Rose snapped and continued to glare at her.
“Sorry, but unless you tell me what the fuck a blue star means, how do I know it’s important? I’m just a high school dropout, remember?” She curled her bottom lip down and imitated sad eyes in a sort of taunt. “So don’t tell me I’m stupid again.”
“You just jeopardized the mission,” Rose said.
“Maybe you did by not telling him the whole truth. He’s a good man and deserves that much,” Voodoo defended.
“Maybe so.” Rose said.
“Oh, and Bonny replied to my text.”
“I see that. HQ just messaged me. They’re working on a location—keep up the communications.” Rose’s eyes brightened. The team gathered around the two.
“Did you see who I saw behind the pool table?” Hollywood asked Chase.
“No, who?”
“Lucky Cavanaugh.”
“No freaking way.” Chase let slip a nervous laugh.
“It’s ringing.” Surprised, Voodoo held the phone out to show everyone. Billy curled her hand back toward her head and mouthed for her to answer it. Hollywood and Chase quieted.
“Hey, Bonny. Where you been, girl?”
“Oh, here and there.”
The room stilled, as every operative huddled to listen.
“I need you to pay rent for March. Shit, it’s like two weeks overdue. You know they gonna boot me.”
“Why don’t you ask your beau to help pay?”
“Who?”
“Hollywood, I thought y’all were all in love.”
“That dude hauled ass after Mardi Gras. I thought he’d be different, but work called and he hauled.”
“Seriously?”
“Yes, seriously.” Voodoo mocked a cry with wiped tears.
“I’m sorry, baby girl. He looked like a dick anyway.”
“Thanks. You coming home soon, or should I look for a new roomie?”
Rose jerked her head up from the e-tablet—a big smile and thumbs up signaled they’d locked onto her call and were narrowing the location. Rose rolled her finger for Voodoo to keep Bonny on the line. Voodoo winked.
“Where were those bikers heading?” Rose whispered in Hollywood’s ear.
“Shit, Rose, we got a serious problem,” Hollywood warned.
CHAPTER 16
Hollywood’s pulse began to race. Even exercises to calm his breathing in stress situations wasn’t working. The thought that his partner and friend, Lucky Cavanaugh was on the other side of the OMC’s clubhouse door and possibly in a deadly scenario made remaining calm almost irrational. There was nothing he could do at the moment—everyone’s lives were at risk.
“Hollywood, pay attention—where were those six bikers heading?” Rose leaned closer—he felt the hot rush of air.
“The SilverHart Complex on the South Side,” Hollywood replied. His focus shifted to Rose’s e-tablet as Voodoo’s conversation with Bonny droned on behind him.
“That’s not where Bonny’s calling from. Better cue Justice—might be a trap.” Rose’s face showed an unusual level of concern, considering the disrespect the bikers had shown her earlier.
Anxiety formed a sheen of sweat across Hollywood’s forehead. He was sure it was Lucky in the clubhouse, but no one else seemed to have noticed. He motioned for Billy to come closer while Rose handled Voodoo’s phone call and HQ’s information feed.
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