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Okay. The next time that happened, I was booking an appointment with a therapist. If I was going to descend into insanity, I would do it in the most responsible way possible.
“How did the doctor miss this yesterday?” I asked. Gabriel shrugged. “I think Dixon’s got a bit of a drinking problem, to be honest.” “Wonderful.”
I glanced down at my own attire, suddenly feeling underdressed in my short black dress. Even the cat had a fancier get-up.
But like I always said, a well-placed kick to the balls could fell even the largest of men. And I delivered one hell of a kick.
“Go after him,” he whispered. “I’m fine.” “Are you sure?” “For fuck’s sake. Go, you daft twat!” Good enough for me.
I swallowed hard. “You killed them all.” Roan shook his head. “No. They’ll live.” He nodded at the man with no heart. “Not that one, obviously, but I’ve been wanting to kill him for a while.”
Unfortunately, the black underwear I wore would show right through the sheer fabric, but taking this woman’s gold panties was a bridge I wasn’t willing to cross.
“If you’re going to try to kill me, I want you to know I’ve got a pen in my bag.”
He looked at me intently. “If you fail, it will be disastrous for all of us, and you will die an agonizing death.” “Great pep talk, Roan!”
Bitch was waterboarding him.
“No offense, but do you have coffee?” “Why would I find that offensive?” “I don’t know. You’re English. Coffee makes you shrivel and die.” “I assure you it doesn’t. That would be sunlight.”
“Crazy, right?” I said. “Who knew penguins smoked cigars?” “Cassandra, why are there penguins in my mirror?” I cocked my head. “Well, the one on the left is a flamingo.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Have you lost your mind?” “Possibly.”
“I’m going to find out your secrets, Roan Taranis. It’s what I do.” “Fine,” he called back, his voice echoing off the vaults. “But first, you might want to find out your own.”
