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Kingdom waited impatiently for Whistle’s bruises and cuts to blossom. Finally, on a Friday, they rode over to her office. He hadn’t gotten more than a few bites of food down his gullet that morning and, while the day hadn’t heated up yet, sweat gathered around his hairline. He wasn’t nervous when it came to committing a good, honest-to-God crime, but going to battle with a woman that he outweighed by at least a hundred pounds had him sweating. Going to the office was like jumping into shark-infested waters. He might be Special Ops, but he was no SEAL.
Braced over the handlebars of his bike, he accelerated. As they came down the street, he gave a chin up to the brother who was stationed out of sight to watch over Sage. Surveying the surrounding area, he noticed that there were no stran
