Not once have I hesitated to do my job, until today…
I’m great at what I do—at least the one I tell people about. There’s a reason I get the rates I do and why everyone in the business fears me—I can complete a contract in record time and have never left even the tiniest trace I was there. But then I get the hit order, the one that changes everything…
When I walk into the chapel, ready to off the best man and collect my bounty, I don’t expect to see Rhodes, and I sure as shit don’t expect to scent him as my mate. Now I have ten seconds to decide if I am going to pretend I’m a guest in the hopes of getting what I’ve always wanted or complete the job with the precision it requires.
I choose Rhodes and inadvertently put the target on his back.
