Sin of Silence (Sinner's Empire #1) - Nikita Slater Page 0,124
room as Shaun was being intubated. The last glimpse Jozef was able to get was of her face, ashen and angelic in repose before the doors were slammed shut.
Chapter Forty-Four
Jozef did not get to see Shaun again before he was arrested for murder and kidnapping. True to Dasha’s words, the police arrived shortly after a relieved doctor came into the waiting room to reassure Jozef and Havel that Shaun had pulled through and was currently in a medically induced coma while they assessed her condition and researched the poison.
Jozef’s relief was such that he barely noticed as several police officers stormed through the hospital corridors, clearing them as they made their way to Jozef’s waiting room. Jozef received a message from Halil, who was watching the hospital for activity, warning them that the police were on their way.
Jozef jerked his head toward the door, indicating Havel should leave. I need you on the outside acting as my eyes and ears.
Havel shook his head, but backed toward the door, knowing Jozef was right. “I can’t leave you, brother.”
Jozef gave him a grim look. It’s my time to take this fall. We both knew this was coming the second you called emergency services.
“I’m sorry.” Havel’s eyes were troubled. He hated that Jozef was about to take the fall for the rescue of his uncle.
Go, they’ll be here soon.
Havel nodded and opened the door, glancing down the deserted hallway. Still he hesitated, then his expression grew angry and he pointed at Jozef, stabbing at the air. “I’ll get you out,” he growled. “No matter what happens, I’m coming for you.”
Jozef wasn’t given an opportunity to answer. Havel took off down a side hall, heading toward an exit door. He wasn’t the one the cops were looking for so he shouldn’t have any problems leaving the hospital. He was a known associate of Jozef’s, but Jozef didn’t think the police would grab Havel. They were here for him and he was going to make it easy for them. He would do it for Shaun. He wouldn’t shoot up the hospital that was dedicating itself to saving her life.
Jozef sank to his knees on the cool ugly tiles of the hospital floor and reached into his pocket, pulling out the heart necklace. He held it in between his laced fingers as he placed his hands behind his head. He had to wait about two minutes before the door was flung open and police officers filled the room, shouting at him to get down and stay down. He was roughly shoved to the floor and handcuffed while an officer read him his rights.
To be continued…
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Excerpt: Scarred Queen
Ignacio Hernandez had never before brought a woman to a meet. Then, they’d never met at a club before. The entire scene was unprecedented. Reyes didn’t do unprecedented, but he was willing to make an exception because he was curious. He could sever the Miami connection if he had to. It would cause some shockwaves, but it wasn’t out of the question. Ignacio was beginning to annoy him anyway. His poor decisions were beginning to affect the Bolivian. Such as bringing a woman like her to a meet with a man like him. Something that was meant to show off Ignacio’s power and wealth would become a big mistake.
His gaze flickered over the woman, calmly drinking her champagne and orange juice as though she weren’t sitting at a table with four of the most dangerous men on the continental East coast. Two kingpins and their right hands. Only Reyes didn’t think she was as calm as she appeared. Her wrist trembled slightly, giving her away. She had enough presence to make sure that tiny shake ceased by the time it got to her slim fingers where they clenched the crystal of her glass. It wasn’t the fingers or her ability to remain coolly poised while the men around her talked business that captured his curiosity. It was the mark on the back of her delicate hand, permanent slash lines, viciously marring her porcelain skin.
Anger burned deep in his gut, surprising him. Reyes rarely felt anything.