Sinners Anonymous (Sinners Anonymous, #1)

by Somme Sketcher

Dante ignores him. “It’s a mess up there. Thick forest that’ll take months to clear before we can even think about laying down the foundations.” He takes a long sip of whiskey, eyes glittering at me over the rim. “But the main issue is these birds. They squawk at all hours, which doesn’t fit in with the peaceful vibe we’re going for. Hopefully, once we obliterate their habitat and their nests, they’ll fuck off on their own accord, but if they don’t…” He trails off, letting his insinuation dangle over the table setting. “Then we’ll need a more…certain way to get rid of them. Smoke them out or put poison on the forest floor, maybe. Since you’re so passionate about wildlife, Aurora, I thought perhaps you might have some other suggestions?” White heat burns through my veins, despite the chill coming in. I suck in a lungful of air through my nostrils. Dab my bloodied thigh again. “What bird is it?” I ask as calmly as I can manage. He thrusts his cell under my nose. “I don’t know. One of my men sent me a photo of it. Perhaps you’ll recognize it.”