Lyla
“Um, it’s going fine. In fact, it’s been very lucrative for the past six months.”
“Is that why you’re carrying? It’s been so lucrative you have to carry even in your own house?” I asked.
He looked startled that I even noticed, hello, you have a big bulge on the side under your sweater id*ot.
“Well, you can never be too careful, right? You of all people should know this. Don’t you train men or something like that?”
“She trains men to kill, so Lyla knows her sh*t,” Conner said. He knew the cover we told everyone about what I do.
“Right. Really Lyla, what exactly do you train these men to do?” Malcolm asked with a smirk.
Conner growled loudly, Kellen came rushing out of the kitchen, Domino behind him. She was wringing her hands, her scared gaze searching for me. When she s
