"Lover At Last" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ward, J.R.)

The astringent witch-hazel scent that preceded the Brother was a clear tip-off that somebody was feeling pissy. And sure enough, that deep voice had a nasty edge.

тАЬI finally finished the ballistic testing. Damn fragments always take forever.тАЭ

тАЬAnd?тАЭ Wrath prompted.

тАЬItтАЩs a one hundred percent match.тАЭ As Vishous sat down in the chair across the desk, the thing creaked under the weight. тАЬWe got тАЩem.тАЭ

Wrath exhaled, some of the impotent buzz draining from his brain.

тАЬGood.тАЭ He ran his palm from the top of GeorgeтАЩs boxy head down to his ribs. тАЬThis is our ammunition, then.тАЭ

тАЬYup. What was going to happen anyway is now nice and legal.тАЭ

The Brotherhood had known all along who had been on the trigger of the shot that had nearly killed him back in the fallтАФand the duty of picking off the Band of Bastards one by one was something they were looking at as so much more than a sacred duty to the race.

тАЬListen, I gotta be honest, true?тАЭ

тАЬWhen are you not?тАЭ Wrath drawled.

тАЬWhy the hell are you tying our hands?тАЭ

тАЬDidnтАЩt know I was.тАЭ

тАЬWith Tohr.тАЭ

Wrath repositioned George so that the blood supply to his left leg wasnтАЩt completely cut off by the dogтАЩs weight. тАЬHe asked for the proclamation.тАЭ

тАЬWe all have a right to take out Xcor. That asshole is the prize we all want. It shouldnтАЩt be restricted to just him.тАЭ

тАЬHe asked.тАЭ

тАЬIt makes it more difficult to kill the bastard. What if one of us finds him out there and Tohr isnтАЩt with us?тАЭ

тАЬThen you bring him in.тАЭ There was a long, tense silence. тАЬDo you hear me, V. You bring that piece of shit in, and let Tohr do his duty.тАЭ

тАЬThe goal is to eliminate the Band of Bastards.тАЭ

тАЬAnd howтАЩs that keeping you from the job?тАЭ When there was no reply, Wrath shook his head. тАЬTohr was in that van with me, my brother. He saved my life. Without himтАжтАЭ

As the sentence drifted, V cursed softlyтАФlike he was running the math on that memory, and coming to the conclusion that the Brother who had had to cut a plastic tube free of his CamelBak and performed a tracheotomy on his king in a moving vehicle miles away from any medical help might have sliiiiiiiightly more right to kill the perp.

Wrath smiled a little. тАЬTell you whatтАФjust because IтАЩm nice guy, IтАЩll promise you all a crack at him before Tohr kills the motherfucker with his bare hands. Deal?тАЭ

V laughed. тАЬThat does take the sting off of it.тАЭ

The knock that interrupted them was quiet and respectfulтАФa couple of soft taps that seemed to suggest whoever it was would be happy to be blown off, content to wait, and hoping for an immediate audience all at the same time.

тАЬYeah,тАЭ Wrath called out.