Conner
After feeding my woman and all of us getting some much needed sleep after such an emotional early morning, midnight finally rolled around. Malcolm’s phone pinged him in his luxury apartment. Lyla was dressed in her normal black tactical gear. She somehow got Kelly and I black clothes and tactical gear also.
“I still don’t know how you got this so quickly and in our size,” I said to her.
“I told you, baby boy, my assassins are always prepared for anything, especially one in particular. If he doesn’t have it, he knows how to get it, he’s one of my best.”
“Was he a pet,” Kellen asked.
“No, big guy, he was never a pet. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen Finn with a woman. The man is thirty-six years old and dedicated to his craft. He killed a man that was trying to become
