Temper (Knights of Fury #3) - Chantal Fernando Page 0,59

mercenaries drop by. How did the trip to the country go?”

We give them the heads-up on Georgia.

“Great, for all we know she’s walking around in disguise or some shit,” Chains adds, glancing back inside. “Did we take a proper look at that stripper?”

“I doubt she can transform her body into a twenty-year-old’s,” Skylar replies in a dry tone. “She’s not a witch. Well, I mean she is, but not in the magical sense.”

“Call Renny,” Temper says to Saint. “Let’s head out. Crow, you come with me. Chains, you stay with Dee and the women.”

“Wait, where are you going?” I ask, following him back inside.

“Going to go stake out the last place we saw Georgia. We thought we knew her home base back at the farm, but now we don’t, and we need to get a step up on her. Need to find out where she’s living, who she’s surrounding herself with. I don’t want to just sit around waiting for these men to try to jump us again, I’m not fuckin’ having it.” He lifts his T-shirt up and slides a gun into his jeans.

Shit.

“Okay, well, stay safe, all right?” I say, brow furrowing, eying the gun with worry. “Just remember, you have people here who love you and don’t want anything to happen to you.”

“Are those people you?” he asks, bending down to give me a quick kiss. “Because I love you too, Abbie, and don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I’ll be back later tonight, probably.”

“Okay,” I say softly.

Renny arrives with Izzy, and the men other than Chains and Dee head out on their mission, while we’re stuck at home.

Again.

“So what do I need to be able to do to go out in the action, instead of be left home like a liability?” I ask Skylar, who laughs in return.

“Not be a liability?” she suggests, smirking. “The problem is that if we are there they are going to worry about us, and it’s going to put them off their game. It has nothing to do with them not thinking we aren’t capable enough. If we’re here right now it’s because they do think we can handle this life. You want to go spend some time in the gym? I can teach you a few more moves.”

“Sounds good,” I reply, needing the distraction. It’s nice that she said that, because I don’t want Temper thinking I’m some helpless damsel in distress, even though I know that I’m not as capable as them in these kind of situations.

I could be, though, one day.

And I will.

Chapter Twenty-Four

“Hello?” Skylar says into the phone. We both just did a workout, Izzy joining us toward the end, and now we’re all dying on the floor, the soft mat underneath us cushioning our bodies.

“Who is this?” she asks, sitting up. “Mom?”

We’re suddenly all on alert, and Izzy rushes off to call Chains in, the two of them returning in seconds.

“What do you mean you’re in trouble? You’re usually the one starting the trouble,” Skylar states.

“Don’t let on that we know she’s involved,” Chains whispers.

“Neville might have told her we went there, though, which would give it away,” I also whisper.

Fuck, Izzy mouths. “Just see what she wants, but don’t give anything away.”

“I can’t hear what you’re saying, you’re breaking up,” Skylar says, frowning. “You want me to come and see you? You’re hurt? Mom, I haven’t even spoken to you in a very long time. Why are you calling me all of a sudden? Did you call Logan?”

She looks to us and covers the phone. “She’s saying she’s hurt and at the hospital, and wants me to come there to see her. She has something to tell me.”

Chains shakes his head. “Ask her which hospital she’s at and tell her you will be there soon.”

Skylar asks, and recites the information out loud so we can all hear it.

“Okay, bye,” she says, and hangs up the phone. “Oh my God, what is she planning now? She’s probably going to try