LEO POV
I stared at the four unconscious girls sprawled across the cold floor.
Just a light knockout, yet they’d been down for hours.
I groaned, rolling my neck.
Boring.
Boss knows I don’t enjoy jobs without guns or blood. That’s my specialty, clean, loud,final. But this one? This one was personal. They mess with his woman
So here I was.
The door creaked open and Rugar strolled in, hands stuffed in his pockets, grin already plastered on his face.
“Wow,” he drawled. “Shouldn’t you be enjoying this? Hot chicks and all.”
“Not in the mood, Rugar,” I muttered.
“Where are the guys I told you to bring?” I added.
“They’re outside,” he said, then smirked. “But why bring street rats when you know I can handle this?”
He rolled his waist stupidly, trying to provoke me.
“f**k off, Rugar,”
