“You’re whining like a baby,” Jinx said sharply before Jax could say anything. Cobra glared down at her. “How old are you?” Jinx’s dark eyes flashed with annoyance as she sneered at Cobra, “I’ll have you know, I’m already twelve years old.” Her ire was highly amusing because she was not only Jax’s youngest sister, but she was also barely five feet tall. Cobra was a giant compared to her. With her small stature, pale skin, dark eyes, and midnight-black hair, Jinx looked like a little girl from a horror movie—right at home among rainy streets and towering steel buildings. Cobra laughed. “I’m
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