Fallen Into Hell: Fallen: Book 2, Layna Snow [the mitten read aloud .TXT] 📗

“Down!” Sin rushed forward, his voice coming out too loud, but Brooklyn didn’t get down, didn’t move. She just stood and watched as the man pulled the trigger and placed two bullets in her body.

And it was too quick for Sin to stop.

Her body was already crumpled on the carpet when he got there.

Shit!

Fuck, was he ever glad that Thane took Phie out of the room. If she had to see her sister being killed she’d most likely flip! Of course if she was here these men would also see her so that wasn’t good either.

And he knew there was more than one man. This was a team. He had been warned of them coming.

Gage had called the other day and told them that the Alliance was on the move. He told them to be ready. Gage also told them to anticipate backup. As if they needed a team to help!

They had killed more things by themselves than any team the Hunters had! And these Human men were really no threat.

He could kill them with one hand tied behind his back! He could kill them with both hands tied behind his back, actually.

He was that good!

Sin took a deep, calming breath and looked down at the body at his feet. It would have been so easy for that to have been Phie. She had been right there with a needle pointed towards her neck.

Her junky sister was nuts!

She must have been on crack for months to get this addicted. The stuff was deadly and as badass as he was, Sin had never touched the stuff.

Sex was his addiction and he wasn’t compounding it with anything else! He didn’t want to dull the experience.

“What the Hell!” he yelled at the men before him. He needed to play this right. He couldn’t let them shoot him. He had to give Thane and Sophie have enough time to get away.

He could have fought. He could have killed this one, but then more would come.

They had cased the joint earlier and they knew all the entrances and exits. Thane had peeked in the windows and knew the layout. The backup team were stationed outside. Or they should have been.

They’d help Phie get away and make sure that no one followed.

Okay, so maybe backup wasn’t that bad. He wanted all the protection he could for his sub.

“Name.” The emotionless man standing in front of him demanded. He wore dark clothes and had lots of weapons, including a silencer on his gun. Not that shots were ever silent. Surely the cops were already on their way.

“I’m Sin. And why the fuck did you shoot my girlfriend?” He demanded, looking at the woman on the ground with regret. It did really suck!

He hated pretending to be this loser’s boy-toy, but he’d do anything for Sophie.

“I can’t answer that.” The man responded.

What a wussy! He spoke like he was reading a fucking script! Where was the fun and joy at doing a job? Where was the creativity? These men were boring and probably watched way too many secret service movies!

“Yeah well, you can’t just go around killing my lays! We were just about to get busy! Now what am I going to do? Do you know how many available women there are in this town? Very few. I mean I got here a year ago and this was the only one that could hold my interest! And you go and put a bullet in her. Sheesh! Manners!” He could have been more graphic but just in case Phie was still listening, he didn’t want to freak her out!

Besides, he was sure that Thane had his hands full. When Soph got her feathers ruffled, there was no bringing them back down! She’d be trying to burst in here and fight with him, and he couldn’t afford that! He had a job to do.

“Lay down on the ground with your hands near your head.” The man demanded and it took everything that Sin had not to fight back. He wanted to use his knife and kill the bastard.

Sin tossed the knife to the other side of the room, hating to have it so far. He knelt down, his hands behind his head as he wiggled to his stomach. Really, this was the best position he could be in at the moment. These men were playing right into his hand.

Muhahaha! I will have you, my pretties!

Sin didn’t look as a man walked closer. His gun was probably trained on him.

The guy put flexible cuffs on his wrists. Not the kind he’d use on Phie, but a kind this was meant to be intimidating and leave marks. They weren’t for fun. At least not the kind that goes with sex.

They were for other kinds of fun for sure!

Then the dude frisked him. It was surreal being in this position. Never had he given himself up before. He could still kill them easily. He didn’t need his hands, but he waited, biding his time.

Sin hated this submission! He hated not being in control. He hoped that this wasn’t what Sophie felt because he wouldn’t like to do this to her.

She didn’t feel this panicky, right?

But he felt his skin start to crawl and his muscles jump, waiting for the time when he could spring into action. He wanted to fight these fuckers and kill them. He’d take joy in it!

The man smelled faintly of fear. Did he know how dangerous Sin was? Did he feel the muscles and the threat? Surely he noticed the weapons, for he removed them one by one.

First the small dagger in his boot. And then the throwing knife attached to his other thigh. The man was thorough as he felt Sin up and Sin