Adam (The Protectors #5)(49)

“Easy for you to say. You’ve got a cock.” Jill rolled her eyes, and then caught him grinning again. “Stop laughing at me.”

“Then stop saying cock.” Slade’s grin widened. “And change your hair back. Blue suits you and I like it.”

Jill’s stomach dipped at the mention of him liking anything about her, even her hair. She snapped her mouth closed, forgetting what she was about to say. He leaned down, his grin slipping to only tilt one corner of his sexy mouth, and then…his f*cking phone rang.

“Fuck,” Slade growled, reaching into his front pocket.

Actually, Jill wanted to reach in his front pocket herself, but more than anything, she wanted to grab his phone, throw it on the ground and stomp it into a million pieces.

His eyes met hers briefly while he listened to whoever was on the other end. “Yeah, I got it. We’re on our way now.” He hung up, his face taking on a completely different emotion. No more easy going Slade; he looked downright scary. “We have to go.”

Jill followed him at a half run as his long legs ate up the distance to his bike after locking the warehouse. “Who was it?” She hopped on the back, grabbing on tightly since he was in a hurry. “Is someone hurt?”

His bike roared to life as he shook his head. Grabbing her hands, he locked them together around his waist. “Hold on tight,” he ordered just before he flew out of the parking lot and onto the road.

******

Jax parked his bike and ignored the stares that always followed him. He didn’t even pay attention anymore. The Mayor’s office looked pretty busy as pencil pushers and lawmakers went in and out of the building. Jax, with his black boots, black jeans and white cotton tee definitely didn’t fit in with the suits walking past him. No one could see behind the dark sunglasses that he was assessing the situation with a precision that would surprise most, because he just looked like an ordinary biker.

Jax Wheeler was the best interrogator the Vampire Council had ever had. He was on the top and had been for years. Not only could he make people talk, he knew without a doubt when they were lying. He was never wrong and it usually only took him a very short time to break someone holding valuable information. That is why Sloan was sending him to see their Mayor. The man who was trying and succeeding in bringing back concentration camps. Men like this started wars and it looked like another war was on the horizon and one humans may just lose.

Walking into the Mayor’s office, he headed for the desk where a dark haired woman sat typing on a computer. “Is the Mayor in?” He knew he was because he saw his car parked in the Mayor’s special parking place.

“Yes, he is.” She smiled up at him, her eyes growing wide as she got a good look at him.

“Good.” He headed toward the closed door.

“Sir, you need an appointment.” She stood, flustered.

“I just made one and I’m here.” He opened the door and walked in. The Mayor sat behind his desk, his head thrown back as his hand moved up and down disappearing behind his desk. Jax spotted a pair of high heels sticking out beside the desk.

Slamming the door hard made the Mayor jump and then scream in pain as a woman, who he figured was the one and only Alice, jumped up from between his legs. “You bit me!” The Mayor’s voice was shocked as he looked down into his lap.

“You must be Alice.” Jax couldn’t help saying; how ironic he was just talking about her talented mouth.

“How dare you just barge in here?” Alice hissed, fixing her dress suit.

Jax didn’t answer. He simply wiped at the corner of his own mouth, indicating she should do the same. He then ignored her, looking at the Mayor who was still inspecting his dick. “If you’re going to be getting your political dick sucked on taxpayers’ time, then maybe you should lock your door.”

“Jesus, I’m bleeding.” The Mayor cried out, grabbing some Kleenex off his desk and wiping furiously. “Alice, get him the f*ck out of here.”

Alice’s face turned ugly as an evil grin showed her fangs. “It will be my pleasure.”

Jax reached up lifting his sunglasses, his golden eyes stopping her in her tracks. “That may not be as easy as you think, my cock sucking little gold digger.”

“Another Warrior?” she spat, her eyes narrowing.

“American Native Warrior who takes great offense at what you are trying to do,” Jax’s voice turned deadly.

“Trying?” Alice laughed, her eyes flashing toward the Mayor who had finally stood. “We have succeeded and you rudely interrupted our celebration. The roundup is beginning as we speak.”

Jax kept his composure and was damn proud of that fact. “You do realize what you have done.” His attention went to the Mayor.

“Of course we do,” Alice answered.

“I wasn’t talking to you, whore,” Jax sneered, glaring at her. “My name is Jax Wheeler.”

“How dare you talk to my fiancée like that?” the Mayor huffed, outraged. “I’ll have you arrested.” He went to pick up the phone, but Alice’s eyes widened in fear, making Jax sneer turn into a deadly grin.

“I see you’ve heard of me.” Jax took a step toward her. “I’ve already figured you out. Now it’s time to let your plaything know exactly who he is dealing with.”