WIP Wed.

As January rolls in, I’m still working on Assassins Core 3. I’ve realized I need to rework some seconds because the story just isn’t working for me. Better now than later. 

I’m doing first edits on Assassins Core 2 and loving it. Alexi is in good form for this one. I’m having a blast with it even though I’ve had to make some minor changes. 

Here is a hint of Assassins Core 3–keep in mind, it’s unedited, and it may change with this first draft edit.

They
climbed into the elevator, and Alexi allowed Nik’s words to echo in her mind.
She hadn’t said much what she had relayed had been more than Alexi had wanted
to hear.

           “Thanks for keeping her safe,” Alexi
commented.

           “Goes without saying,” Zoe replied.
“How did things go?”

           “Better than expected,” she said. “The
feds overplayed their hand and now their last mole is out in the open. I don’t
have to wonder who he or she is.”

           “Who was it?”

           “A dead man walking,” she replied.
The car came to a stop and the doors swished open. Alexi climbed out. “I’ll
talk to you tomorrow.”

           Zoe grunted and remained in the car
as the doors closed, and Alexi headed to her apartment. “Any problems?”

           “No.” Sax shook her head. “Zoe took
care of everything down there.”

           “Get some rest,” Alexi said. She
headed into the apartment to find Jordan and Galli keeping Tatiana company.
“Night Galli. Jordan take first shift.”

           Jordan nodded and headed out while
Galli held her gaze for a moment before leaving.

           Tatiana got to her feet. “What
happened? Why were you arrested for drugs?”

           “It was a set-up,” Alexi told her.
“Some of the players overplayed their hands. Now, it’s my turn.”

           “Alexi, what are you going to do?”

           She shrugged. “Keep living.” She
cupped Tatiana’s face and kissed her softly. “I’m glad you didn’t give them any
trouble.”

           “I trust you,” Tatiana murmured.
“You know what’s going on. I don’t.”

           “Thanks, Tia,” she said softly. “I
needed to hear you say that.”

           Tatiana stroked Alexi’s nape. “Who
do you think tried to lure me out?”

           “I’m not sure yet, but soon,” she
said and removed Tatiana’s hand and headed to the bedroom.

           “Is the club going to close?”

           “No.” Alexi laughed. “Everything is
as in tact as it was before. I rolled sevens tonight.”

                                                            ****

           Tatiana watched Alexi undress and
pad into the bathroom naked. She sat on the bed, her thoughts slipping to the
caller’s voice. She hadn’t recognized it. However, whoever it was had known her
and had known she was at the club.

           Her mother knew she was here and so
did her grandmother. She shook her head, a sinking feeling in the pit of her
stomach as she swallowed a nasty taste in her mouth.

           Tatiana got up and paced the room as
she went over the call and then the last conversation she’d had with her grandmother.
It was clear she’d wanted to see her suffer, but she was reluctant to say her
grandmother wanted her dead.

           The woman she’d known was hard to
reconcile with the woman she’d come to know recently. Yet, her family weren’t
the people she’d thought they were. Her grandmother could have arranged to have
her kidnapped so she could finish the job her grandfather had started.

           The water in the bathroom shut off
and five minutes later, Alexi was striding back in, gold skin and sleek muscle
filling Tatiana’s vision as Alexi moved to the dresser. The metal around her
neck gleamed in the light, but Tatiana’s attention didn’t linger on it long.

           The cat caught her gaze in the
mirror. “Like what you see?”